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Name: Keaton Birthday: 12/21/1989 Gender: Male
Interests: Skateboarding, chillin with my baby (Angela Cocca), hanging out with my friends from the Ronald Reagan Park. Music, I love all kinds of music, no matter what. I can relax with like, Mudvayne in my headphones. As long as I can block everyone else out, and just drift away into another world.And also, I may not seem like it, but I also love to read...Oh, and I write poetry every now and then, some of it's okay, other times it sucks, it's just, when I want to write, when it's my choice, and I sit down and go to it, putting down my own thoughts, about my own things, I can create like, masterpieces. Expertise: Well, I'd have to say skateboarding. I love it, I write about it all the time, you'll see entries every now and then in my Xanga about my love for skating. Sometimes I get inspired and I have to write my thoughts. Occupation: Student Industry: Entertainment
Message: message me AIM: UnterEid14
Member Since:
9/13/2004
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| I’ve won my Freedom.
You’re not the boss of me now, You’re not so big. All you are is a fuckin’ pig. I thought I could change you somehow. But I know better now. No one could do that. Not even your own son. Not even a random someone. You’ve almost died, It didn’t change a thing, So I just sit here remembering, All those times I cried. You’re dirt on my shoe, I’ll make myself into something new. Something that you could never be, I’ll be something free. Free of your rules, free of your lies, While you rot in your grave, And are devoured by the flies. Since the moment I could shave, You weren’t so powerful, you weren’t so strong, I’m surprised that you lasted this long. I started thinking differently, My mind broke free. It opened up, it blossomed, it started to see, What it felt to be free. Sick of your shit, sick of your trash, I’d go to jail if I kicked your ass. All the arguments, I guess they were worth it, I’d snap and snap, but I never quite bit. Well now I have, I’ve broken free,
But I still wish I could make you see…
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| MY BABY AND I HAVE BEEN DATING FOR EXACTLY ONE YEAR
Leave a comment and congratulate us!!
*laughs* What a lameass... | | |
| MY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!
16 motherfuckers!!! AHAHAHAHA!!
With all of this I know now Everything inside of my head It all just goes to show how Nothing I know changes me at all Again I wait for this to change instead To tear the world in two Another night with her But I'm always wanting you
Use me Holly come on and use me We know where we go Use me Holly come on and use me We go where we know
With all of this I feel now Everything inside of my heart It all just seems to be how Nothing I feel pulls at me at all Again I wait for this to pull apart To break my time in two Another night with her But I'm always wanting you
Use me Holly come on and use me We know where we go Use me Holly come on and use me We go where we know
She's all I need She's all I dream She's all I'm always wanting She's all I need She's all I dream She's all I'm always wanting you I'm always wanting you I'm always wanting you
Use me Holly come on and use me We know where we go Use me Holly come on and use me We go where we know
She's all I need She's all I dream She's all I'm always wanting She's all I need She's all I dream She's all I'm always wanting you Yeah I'm always wanting you I'm always wanting you
Oh again I wait for this too fill the hole too shake the sky in two
Another night with her Always wanting you Another night with her but Always wanting you
*smiles* I love you so much baby, thank you so much for an amazing birthday. I loved it! And the presents were great too. *winks and smiles* I'm going to miss you so much. *smiles*
I'll
call you when I get there and I'll tell you this later but I'll call to
wish you guys a Merry Christmas. *smiles* Hell, you guys are like
a family to me.
I love you.
See you in a few days, baby.
-Keaton
Wow, you guys are so lame that you can't even post me a birthday comment? What the fuck?
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| Well, I just got back from The Avenue with Eric, it was so much fun. Casey, (the shop owner) was there and her son was there and we were playing with the dog, Tito, and we were playing with this slingshot thing that they had. And we were skating like motherfuckers. It was so much fun, but I missed my baby so much, because I went over there before I went to The Avenue because I had to get my bookbag, and she looked beautiful, so beautiful in fact that I was tempted to tell Eric that I couldn't go with him because my girlfriend was the most beautiful woman in the world...
But then I remembered that he had driven almost an hour from Covington just to skate with me.
So I missed my beautiful baby all night, but I still had loads of fun.
So let's recap our tricks for the night:
Eric: 1. Kickflip on the halfpipe. 2. Fakie 50-50 on the halfpipe. 3. Kickflip backside 50-50 on the ramp ledge, and kickflip backside 50-50 on the ground ledge. 4. Kickflip backside 50-50 shuv-it out on the ground ledge. 5. 360 flip on the wedge. 6. Kickflip-primo on the wedge. 7. 360 flip off the launch ramp. 8. Massive indy grab off the launch ramp over the cone.
Keaton: 1. Fakie smith stall on the halfpipe. 2. Massive BS 5-0 across the whole coping on the halfpipe. 3. Frontside shuv-it on the halfpipe. 4. Ollie and frontside 180 over this cone thing off a launch ramp. 5. Ollie, kickflip, and frontside 180 over a small trash can off a kicker ramp. 6. FS 5-0, FS 50-50, FS 50-50 FS Shuv-it out, FS 50-50 FS 180 out Nollie FS 5-0, FS Noseslide and FS Nosegrind on this set-up that we made with this huge ledge. 7. Kickflip, massive 360 flip and a massive frontside 180 over a bank.
So, in other words, we skated the shit out of that place.
Well, anyways, I have to study, like hell, if I have any hope of passing the Math Final tomorrow.
Oh, and by the way, I heard this pretty good song the other day.
We're all presidents, We're all congressmen, We're all cops In waiting. We're the workers of the world. There is the elite and the dispossessed And it's only about survival, Who has skill to play the game For all it's worth, Reaching out for a scary kind of perfection. Let's try to keep As much emotion out of this As possible. Let's try not to remember any names. We'll do it for our country, For our people, For a moral vision. United, we'll make them remember Our history, Or how we like to be told... How we like to be told, And we rock, Because it's us against them. We found our own reasons to sing, And it's so much less confusing When lines are drawn like that, When people are either consumers or revolutionaries, Enemies or friends hanging on the fringes Of the cogs in the system. It's just about knowing where everyone stands. All of a sudden, People start talking about guns, Talking like they're going to war 'Cause they found something to die for. Start taking back what they stole; Sure beats every other option, But does it make a difference how we get it? Well, do you really fucking get it?
*smiles* I missed my baby so much, but I get to see her tomorrow, so it will make it all better.
She's so beautiful...
*smiles some more*
-Keaton
P.S. By the way, my beautiful girlfriend and I will have been dating for a year in 13 days. So feel free to leave a comment and wish us a happy anniversary.
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| FUCK UNITED SKATEPARK!
I ROCK MY SHIT AT THE AVENUE!!!
I'll skate 'til the day I die mother fuckers. | | |
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