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Name: Brendan
Country: Canada
Birthday: 4/27/1988
Gender: Male
Interests: -drawing
-martial arts (taekwondo,
krav maga,
kung fu)
-running/working out
Expertise: wut the hell?? area of expertise?? =S
ermm... drawing... martial arts... i guess, lol
Occupation: Other
Industry: Other
Message: message me
Member Since:
10/13/2003
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| o god... how terrible... im left wondering... left not knowing... im sure that she already knows how things are going to go now... but do i? no... im lost... im clueless... i have no idea... i wish i did... i wish i could know how the future is going to be... it can be amazingly good... or terribly bad... but i do not know... im left hanging... left with my mind to get the best of me... *sigh* maybe ill find out today... | | |
| woke up late this morning... BLAH... and to come to skool to find wut? well... you know... but it wasnt good... and baby, im not breaking up with u XD.... i told that i wouldnt leave u and i meeeaaan ittt!! =P ur so silly... for real... i cant believe u think id leave u over that PUHLEASE lol... =P haha... i love you baby... no matter what MKAAY hahaha... | | |
| baby, i kno weve been having rough times lately, but i just wanted u to know that i love you so very much and that i will always be by your side =). and too all u fuckers out there that DONT understand that i love her and shes with me... GET IT IN UR HEADS... shes mine... and ill die before i let any of y'all have her ><... hahaha... im a retard... but wutever LOL. i need christmas vaca... so i can spend time with real friends... and be free of all the fuckers that hav got me so damn stressed >< *sigh* ill get through it... and ill be on top, and ill look down at everyone that thought they stepped on me, and ill STOMP THEIR BITCH ASSES! ;) | | |
| wut the fuck happened to friends? i swear... all i see nowadays is beef, backstabbing and bullshit. even the ones youd never expect to turn on u do. we've all heard of the phrase "all's fair in love and war" and well... has life here turned to war? other countries out there, yah they got their bullshit... but its bullshit called poverty, or people struggling to live, here our bullshit is worse... its spoiled fuckin city kids trying to be gangsters. yah! we see 50 cent and snoop dogg on tv rappin bout life in the streets... but hav u ever seen south jamaica queens? or long beach? its fuking SHIT. the houses are close to fuckin cardoard... they deal, they kill they talk shit, cuz they LIVE shit. but here... its a bunch of spoiled ass mommas boys wearing versace their parents bought them, that live in big ass houses in the suburbs acting like gansters. its so fukin stupid. ive always been a really trusting person... but lately... ive been having to re-think my strategy in life... cuz when no one out there gives a fuck bout u... why the hell do i give a fuck bout them??? everyone reaches a point in their lives when they decide to keep their close friends closer and everyone else farther away... im at that point... and wuts worse... is this is all ive ever known... ive never had the chance to come from another country where thigns are different... this beef... this bullshit... these rich kids trying to be gansters... this is my fukin life... | | |
| story of utter pointlessness part 1.1
Once upon a time there was a little monster. and every night before he crawled under his bed to fall asleep he made his mother check for humans above the bed, but every night his mother found the same thing... nothing.
the monster however knew that humans were trickier than that. they wouldnt let themselves be caught so easily. He knew this because every night right before he'd fall asleep he'd be awakened by a horrible breathing sound from above the bed. He'd never actually seen a human before, except of course in horror movies, but he wasnt about to risk it, in fact he wouldnt move at all. what would happen if the human caught him? would it use its "limbs" and horribly gruesome "apposable thumbs" to strike and choke him to death? or would it use those long slipperly looking objects hanging from their mouths to impale him to death.
it was too much for the poor monster to bear. he slowly cried to himself, too scared to move;
"stupid human... why wont u just leave..."
but the human never did... and the poor little monster spent his entire childhood deathly afraid of the human above the bed. | | |
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