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Name: Ted
Country: United States
State: Pennsylvania
Metro: Allentown
Birthday: 2/24/1984
Gender: Male
Interests: i liek dragons and sharp objects and i ampretty good with a bow and i play alot of games
Expertise: one simple word "swords"
Occupation: Other
Industry: Other
Message: message meEmail: email me
AIM:  DraconicInsanity
Member Since:
7/11/2005
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| it has been awhile since i have posted something so here i go....my life is basically the same as it was before still pretty shitty....but i had fun for once in my life i got to go to a friends birthday party and it was pretty cool i didnt dance much because i dont dance to begin with but then i spent the night at her house and it wasnt anything exciting we sat up till like 3 am something and talked......it was pretty cool we talked about the times when everyone was friends and nobody hated each other......but thats it for now talk to you guys soon | | |
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Love
Everybody wants to be loved, but sometimes the people they want to love them either can't or won't.......and those people don't know how much it hurts not to be loved all they see is someone who wants something they can't have. It goes alot deeper than that, it hurts so bad, knowing that no one loves you is like finding out you have an incurable disease, you lose your heart, soul, and eventually your mind to the pain. It slowly eats away at you, devouring the last bit of humanity you have left until you become the shell of your former self and your mind reverts back to that of your barbaric ancestors. But to those who are reading or hearing this, love the one who wanna be loved by you but don't fake it, because fake love is worse than not being loved at all. | | |
| "Death is the unsung words of the warriors who have fallen to its blade"
i have been thinking of that phrase all night.....if you think you can analyze it and come up with what it means then by all means go for it i will give you a day or two to think about it and give me an answer. OH and dont worry theres more than one possible answer so you have a chance of getting it right... | | |
|  hey whats up everyone that reads this.....im tired as hell and i feel sick....im thinking about jsut going to bed but i wanted to comment so the only two people who seem to care know im still alive lol but yeah im going to bed.....
P.S.i wanna see who reads this so whoever does comment atleast once even if its just a hello | | |
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where the doves fly
"Up upon the world so high there is a place that only the doves can fly"
He closed the book of poems and short verses and looked up from his seat on that grassy knoll, way into the sky watching the birds fly by.
For a second he thought he saw his friends face in the clouds smiling down on him. But then that brief im age was gone. A breeze of cool autumn air went rushing by and a tear streamed down his cheek as he thought about her. There wasnt anything major between them just two people who cared about each other. Then he fell back and just watched as high above doves flew by and in his heart he knew she was in a happier place.
Away from all the pain that she dealt with in life, Then he mumbled to himself "she's better off" atleast he hoped, but something inside still hurt.
It was a hurt he never felt before he guessed this was the pain of losing someone close, He didnt have have many people he called friends and he jsut lost one of the few. He sat up tear filled eyes and wet cheeks he gently wiped his face and stood slowly grabbing the book from the ground, then he gave one last look to the sky and mumbled again "hope to see you again Bri" then he turned and made his way home.
Shot story by: Ted Hollinger
In loving memory of Brielle Grace Mattos | | |
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