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People, my poems are mainly freewrite. I do not write to a specific pace, I do not write a specific poem. Basically I write to my own rythm. I can't be limited to a certain pace or way of write. It just cuts a vein you know? There is the heart: The idea of writing, There is the aorta: Ways of putting writing out so the world can see it, and then there are veins: Specific poetry/story/anything else, and capillaries: creativity flowing everywhere, (did i mix the last two up?? from biggest to smallest??) you cut off a capillary and you have less creativity than before. It is not meant to be like that. Everyones poems should flow naturally the way they want them to. Please accept this when you read mine.


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Put this on your page if you love stuffed animal collections, and don't care wtf people say Also write so on my wall
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Literally, I have fallen down the stairs backwards, forwards, headwards. ANyway you can imagine, I have fallen that way.






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This is a 9/11 tribution on my page. I have seperated it dearly so that it gains it's own portion specifically to it. Please make note- I take credit only for the draawings in this section. And the stories unless the title and author mention otherwise. The songs, and videos are NOT mine. They are credited to those who posted them on youtube.com.

Songs:

* Have You Forgotten: Darryl Worely
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z3Svn_p3_zE&feature=endscreen&NR=1
*Angry American: Toby Kieth
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ruNrdmjcNTc

Videos:
*http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DYBhgEm3j7A&feature=endscreen&NR=1
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oswEHFUI1Ok
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6t3pWxSjWVA&NR=1&feature=endscreen
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NGe4bDn85vk&feature=fvwp&NR=1
* http://www.youtube.com/watch?annotation_id=annotation_435553&feature=iv&src_vid=NGe4bDn85vk&v=Y-_B6reNVXM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ORJKmvtGLyA

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BTW I totally just did that by myself! Yeah ya! I didn't copy! I tried my best with the doors but anyways

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Introduction:
Height: 5'
Weight: 77
Favorite Activities: I play soccer. If you hate it than (stealing from bestie Kapua) GTFOMP!
I read and write and read and write and read and write. if you have a problem with this. GTFOMP!!
I run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run run.

I LOVE MY P E N I S PEOPLE Mainly one specific person named COWAN His writing is confusing but I lurv him anyways.!!!

Favorite Songs which will be constantly added onto Feel free to listen along when you want.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sJo366t1Du4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2AZLUohDCGo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wx-dUsh6OT8&ob=av3e
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_lQp-ZrEsuU
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ALxOpl9jIYs
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DWrMeBR8W-c
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3umaLe37-LE

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h1jUSEWW43E
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so I MUST cut my wrists.
I'm BLACK, so I MUST carry a gun.
I'm HISPANIC, so I MUST be dirty.
I'm ASIAN, so I MUST be smart.
I'm JEWISH, so I MUST be greedy.
I'm GAY, so I MUST have AIDS.
I'm a LESBIAN, so I MUST have a sex-tape.
I'm ARAB, so I MUSTbe a terrorist.
I'm OVERWEIGHT, so I MUST have a problem with self control
I'm RELIGIOUS, so I MUST shove my beliefs down your throat.
I'm an ATHEIST, so I MUST hate the world.
I DON'T HAVE A RELIGION, so I MUST not have morals.
I'm ANOREXIC, so I MUST be vain.
I'm REPUBLICAN, so I MUST not care about poor people.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I'm JAMICAN so I must smoke weed.
I am LIBERAL, so I MUST be gay.
I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.
I TAKE ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a GUY, so I MUST only want to get into your pants.
I'm IRISH, so I MUST have a bad drinking problem.
I'm INDIAN, so I MUST own a convenient store.
I'm NATIVE AMERICAN, so I MUST dance around a fire screaming like a savage
I'm PREPPY, so I MUST shun those who don't wear Abercrombie & Hollister.
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.
I'm RICH, so I MUST be a conceited snob.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth.
I'm BLONDE, so I MUST be a stupid ditz.
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.
I'm CUBAN, so I MUST spend my spare time rolling cigars.
I'm MEXICAN, so I MUST have hopped the border.
I'm POLISH, so I MUST wear my socks with my sandals.
I GOT A CAR FOR MY BIRTHDAY, so I MUST be a spoiled brat.
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.
I'm INTO THEATER ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I'm a VEGETARIAN, so I MUST be a crazy political activist.
I'm COLOMBIAN, so I MUST be a drug dealer.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.
I'm RUSSIAN, so I MUST be cool.
I'm GERMAN, so I MUST be a Nazi.
I hang out with GAYS, so I MUST be GAY TOO
I'm BRAZILIAN, so I MUST have a BIG BUTT.
I'm PUERTO RICAN, so I MUST look good and be conceited.
I'm SALVADORIAN, so I MUST be in MS 13.
I'm HAWAIIAN, so I MUST be lazy.
I'm a STONER, so I MUST be going in the wrong direction.
I'm a FEMALE GAMER, so I MUST be ugly or crazy.
I'm BI, so I MUST think every person I see is hot.
I'm a GUY CHEERLEADER, so I MUST be gay.
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I'm PREP, so I MUST be rich.
I don't FLIRT WITH GUYS AT SCHOOL so I MUST be gay.
I don't like the SUN so I MUST be albino.
I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.
I wear tight PANTS and I'm a guy, so I MUST be emo.
I wear BOY'S CLOTHES so I MUST be a lesbian.
I'm POSTING THIS so I MUST be a groupie.
~~~Put this on your profile if you're sick of stereotypes

I'm fine.
F ucked up
I nsecure
N othing
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See?  Told you I was fine.  
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I'm not depressed--I'm just always sad
I'm not crying--My eyes are just full of tears
I'm not living--I just keep breathing
I'm not worthless--I just don't know my value.
I'm not stupid--I just don't get it
I'm not trying--I've already given up
I'm not weird--I'm just different
I'm not a rebel--I just don't take orders
I'm not a believer--I've already lost hope
I'm not a f*ck up--I just make mistakes
I'm not emotional--I just have a lot of feelings
I'm not laughing--I need to smile first
I'm not perfect--I don't want to be
I'm not ignoring--I just chose not to listen
I'm not a gossip--I have my own life
I'm not impatient--I just don't like to wait
I'm not tough--I just don't take sh*t
I'm not opinionated--I just voice what I think
I'm not questioning--I just have my doubts
I'm not hiding--I just want to disappear

Put the above on your page if you are tired of people telling you how you feel.

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Things to think about.......
•No man or woman is worth your tears, & the one who is, won't make you cry.
•Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have..
•A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand & touches your heart.
•The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them knowing you can' t have them
•Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.
•To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.
•Don't waste your time on someone, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.
•Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.
•Don't cry because it is over, smile because it happened.
•There's always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting & just be more careful about who you trust next time around..
•Make yourself a better person & know who you are before you try & know someone else & expect them to know you.
•Don't try so hard, the best things come when you least expect them to
•REMEMBER: WHATEVER HAPPENS, HAPPENS FOR A REASON.

**Taken from Taylor69's page. Read her stuff it's really good!

A girl and guy were speeding, on a motorcycle, over 90 mph on the road..
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it’s not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
*Girl hugs him*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It’s bugging me.
*Girl puts on the helmet*
(In the paper the next day)
A motorcycle crashed into a building because of brake failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his brakes broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.
If you would ever do this for someone....then post this on your page ASAP!!

Hey you can follow my novel here or on it's brand NEW website! :


http://alwaystherefans.webs.com/

A life in the hands of someone else,
a murderous blood bath.
A life in the hands of someone else,
a deadened opportunity.
A life in the hands of someone else;
a soul crying out on deaf ears.
A life in the hands of the living,
a world of wonderful things.
-Raider Freeson

A question we must all ask ourselves:
Is it better to go backwards, live, or jump to the future?
Possible answer in my column.

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And Now It's Time For The Alice Tale:
Most of people know the story of Alice and the Wonderland.
But how did Wonderland get to the stage where it is now? Did Alice turn a normal world mad while imagining of Wonderland?
Or maybe, she wasn't the the only human there.

Each card of each land in Queens army knows a story of their own "Alice", who turned Wonderland upside down. But their stories are missing some parts.
To understand the real stories, hear this:

"Once upon a time, there was a small dream. It's unknown who dreamed it, but truly a small dream it was.
Small dream thought: "I don't want to disappear like this! How do I get people to see me?" Small dream thought and thought, and finally it came up with an idea; "I'll fool people to come to me, and they'll create their own world!"
Upon saying this, the dream turned pitch black like a shadow."
Now, we can tell the stories of four Alices.


The First Alice was a young woman dressed in red.
She had heard stories of unknown place called Wonderland and she wanted to find that place and investigate it.
So, she walked a long way, until she had gotten into the forest she hadn't seen before, the forest of the Wonderland.
"How beautiful this place is..." She said.
All the sudden a black silhouette stepped behind a tree. It bowed in front of her and said;
"Ah, may I ask you, what brings a young lady like you here, to our Wonderland?"
"I'd like to investigate this place if you don't mind."
"Of course you can do that my dear! I see you're carrying a beautiful sword with you... May I look it a bit closer?"
The First thought for a moment and then gave her sword to the hands of the shadow who looked at it for small while.
"Surely well made it is..."
"Thank you. It's just made." Girl smiled with a small concern.
"Hmm... Would you perhaps like to know a little secret..? It would be good to know, if you want to research this place and make something out of it" Shadow asked.
"Tell me everything you want."
Shadow grinned happily.
"Deep inside this forest, lies a treasure over your imagination."
"...Tell me more."
Again, shadow grinned.
"Surely wonderful treasure it is.. But the creatures of this forest have gone so far, that they hide the path to the treasure."
"Where can I find this path..?"
"Simple, I'd say... Try out your new sword, kill everyone who comes to your way, the blood makes you a red path to the treasure."
Shadow handled back First's sword, and when she took it, a mark was drawn on her hand. Red spade of playing cards.
The girl's mind when blank.
Then she swung off the head of the shadow. And blood red path begun.

Everything that she encountered was killed by her sword. She walked a long way to the forest and all the sudden she heard that something was moving. And it surely couldn't be a pleasant creature, or whatever it was.
"Who's there?!" She asked.
Then, something wrapped around her. She screamed, but that something also came in front of her mouth, silencing her.
Soon she found herself in a cage of some sort, and the shadow was sealing the lock.
"Let me out! Let me out, do you hear me!?"
"Oh, I'm sorry, I can't! Nobody knows how many more would lose their lives." Shadow grinned.
"You fooled me! Let me out you liar!" But shadow just laugh, took the sword on it's hand and walked away.
"Good bye, First Alice."
First screamed, but trees and vines grew thick around her cage.

Without the red path she made, her life is now unknown.


Second Alice was a man dressed in blue.
He wanted to practice his singing skills in some place without people as he was usually mocked by his family and other villagers for not doing anything useful and just singing all day long.
So, he walked trough a forest with a mysterious red path.
There, he found that peaceful place from a garden full of roses in the Wonderland, and started then singing from notes.
His voice was beautiful, and the notes were all clear and faultless.
First to came closer was a shadow. It listened Second's singing until the song ended.
"Bravo! Bravo! What an excellent singer you are!" It praised.
"Thank you. You're first to say that." He said and smiled.
"May I take a look at your notes? The song seems to be interesting and I didn't hear all the words from the beginning."
He gave the notes to the shadow.
"Here you are..."
Shadow read trough the song and said;
"Interesting..." It swung it's hand over the note paper and the whole song changed.
"Truly this song seems like a masterpiece for someone like you to sing! Could you sing some more?" Shadow grinned and gave back the notes.
When that paper returned to Second's hand, a mark was drawn to that hand. Blue diamond of playing cards.

So he started singing again, but something was wrong. The notes, they were twisted and broken.
But he couldn't stop singing. Instead, singing that song made him mad, and the notes that spread around the Wonderland drove others mad too.
He sang, sang, sang for days! And even that the song and his voice turned horrible, he fell in love with his voice, and ultimately, with himself.

Then, he saw a mirror in the middle of the garden, and he looked at himself on it.
"How beautiful I am... People of this world need my songs..." He laughed and turned.
Then he heard gun's loading voice behind him, and quickly turned back. The mirror image of his was grinning, eyes were black, and it had a gun on it's hands.
BLAM!
A bullet pierced his chest before he could do anything, and he fell on a rose bush.
His blood colored roses with bright red color, and one blood red rose bloomed out the shot wound.
It was so beautiful, but so sad sight.
The reflection stepped out the mirror, took off it's mask on it's face and laugh.
"My, my! Are you done already? Too bad..." The shadow took the rose blooming on his chest and whispered to his ear;
"Sleep well, Second Alice..."

It placed the rose on it's hair and walked off the garden that was once a paradise for many, but now it was like it didn't exist anymore.


Third Alice was a beautiful young girl dressed in green.
She was bullied by lots of people who seemed to be jealous of her, including her stepmother and sisters, so on one day she ran away.
She ran trough a forest with red path, trough garden with roses blooming red, until she got to a yard of a beautiful castle.
"So beautiful... The Queen must be living a good life..." She said.
"That would be true, if we'd had a Queen." A shadow, who appeared to the yard, said. The Girl was startled a bit but calmed down quickly as she understood that the Shadows voice was calm.
"You don't have Queen in here?" She asked.
"Yes, as sad as it is. We don't have King nor Queen. Hmm..?"
The shadow walked around the Third and looked carefully at her.
"I-is something wrong..?"
"No, no! Nothing is wrong, especially not with you! I think you look perfect, you'd make even a fabulous Queen!"
"Really? Me? As a Queen? But how is that possible? I am not a noblewoman."
"You don't even need to be. I'd say the plan is quite simple. You go, and get some people around you, and I'll handle the rest. Do everything that you can, no mater what, and it should be alright."
So, Third ran to the town.

Getting people to trust her was difficult, because people didn't want to trust outsiders after first two Alices.
But she used indeed all kind's of ways, even sold herself, and finaly she became adored by lots of people.
Then people just came just to see her smile.
One day, in middle of that all crowd the Shadow filled it's promise. It spoke with different voices;
"She's so beautiful... Almost like a Princess."
"Princess? Queen she is!"
"Yes, she would make an excellent Queen!"
So people started whispering about should she become a Queen for the empty castle.
So few days after that, people came to ask her;
"Would you be our Queen?"
"Ah, I'd love to! I'm so honored!"
So, she became the Queen of Wonderland.
When the crowning day came, she asked in gratitude for the shadow to crown her.
And so it did.
On that moment the crown was placed on her head, a mark was drawn on her hand. Green clover of playing cards.

Soon after the crowning, she begun to think of dying when one of her servants came seriously ill, and died. She wanted to be the one living the longest on her Wonderland, so she punished all people, who made even a smallest mistake, with death.
But still she was so afraid of dying, that it drove her mad.
One day, she sat behind her royal chair and repeated;
"Death won't catch me. No, no. I won't surrender to it. I don't want to die and I won't."
Shadow heard that, grinned, and came to her.
"Oh, my Queen. You don't need to be afraid. In this castle is a secret, that I can show to you. With it, you'll live forever."
"Show it to me! Now!" she shouted.
They walked deep inside the castle to a dark room with a mirror on end of it.
"Look in that mirror, my Queen." So Third walked in front of the mirror and spun around.
"Yes... I feel it..." She started laughing. "What was I even worried about? I'm at my best age! I won't die, at all! I'll rule forever!"
"I'll rule forever!" Laughed the mirror image with a twisted voice behind her and pulled her inside the mirror.
"Help me! Help me!!"
"It's your own wish!  You'll rule forever, isn't that wonderful, Milady?"
Her crown fell to ground  and mirror image walked off the room.
Shadow laugh when Third disappeared to depths of the mirror great despair showing in her face.
It took her crown,  and said before leaving;
"Long live milady, the Third Alice."

So, the mirror image of Third rules forever in Wonderland as a puppet of the Shadow.


The Fourth Alice wasn't alone.
To be exact, they were children dressed in yellow, stubborn big sister and smart little brother, who got to the gate of Wonderland.
They went through that gate out of curiosity, and entered the Wonderland, but the gate behind them closed down.
"How do we get back to home now..?" Little brother asked.
"Maybe we should look around this place and try to find an exit."
So, they started walking. First, they faced a red door, that lead them to a forest with red path. They followed that path, then a blue door lead them to a garden with sadly blue blooming roses, with one bush blooming with a gorgeous red color.
They decided to have some tee under that rose tree blooming red.
There was also a green door, that lead them again to some kind of a forest path.
There, they faced a shadow.
"I have a message for you. An invitation from the Queen." Shadow handled the letter, and the sister took it, on that moment, a mark was drawn on her hand. Yellow heart of playing cards.
"Ace of hearts? Interesting invite... I think we should go!"
But brother resisted;
"But we should focus on getting out..! Mom and Dad are surely worried by now!"
"Oh, come on. How many times you get an invite from a real Queen?"
Then the shadow spoke;
"If you go, be careful. Yesterday ten people got killed by her, five for knowing too much, five for knowing too little."
"What a maniac for a Queen! Sister, we shouldn't go! We get killed if we go!" Brother shouted desperately. But sister didn't listen, she grabbed his hand and started walking.
"Let's go! She won't kill us, I'm sure of it!"
Shadow giggled when those two walked off.

They walked until the road split up to two.
"Sister... Let's take a break..."
"Oh, fine. While you sit, I'll find out which path takes us to the Castle."
So brother sat down and sighed;
"I just want to get home..."
Then he heard a voice behind him.
"You want to get back to home? I'll tell you how, so come here."
Behind those trees was the cage of First Alice.
"Really? Please, tell me."
"In your sister's hand is a mark, correct? It's the key to get out. Path to the left takes you to the door. But if your sister resists, you must get the mark from her, by killing her. Make your decision quickly, you don't have too much time before the effect of the mark wares off."
Brother got scared of the First who started laughing, stepped away from her and ran to his sister.
"This place... It's full of mad people I say!"

"Sister"! Sister! Let's take the left path! It takes us home!"
"No way that I'm leaving now."
Brother cried and shivered;
"You are coming home with me, like it or not... I won't stay here any longer!"
So, brother killed his sister with knife that was in his pocket, and dragged her body to the left path.
There was the door, but when he touched the door it didn't open.
"What is this?! Why the door won't move?! It's supposed to open! I have the mark of Heart!"
"If you hadn't killed your dear sister, you'd get home. Look closely at your hand." Shadow said.
In brother's hand was half of the heart mark, but it was covered in blood. And sister, half of the mark too, but it faded away soon by her death.
Brother started screaming in terror and shadow laugh.
It took the invite that had fell from the sister's hands, Ace of Hearts, and disappeared to woods saying;
"Good bye, Fourth Alices."

Even today, unlucky brother drags his sister's dead body and tries to find an exit.


And the shadow?
It lives still.
And asks you;
"Who will be the Fifth Alice?"


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