We's a group XD

Kiss Insanity: What was that sound? He couldn't be sure anymore. Was this real or was his mind tormenting him? Slowly snapping into insanity. Mindless tread, crimson remains on broken glass. Current drag me down to the stony bottom. Images, sounds flashing in my brain. See the jerking bodies, see the fear? What was fear but a useless distorted emotion. So why not raise the knife? Take back what I seek. Register no fear yet feel so cold and numb. How do I take back what I seek? That of which they stole. Through their screams I found nothing. No joy no satisfaction. Current swirl around me. Pull the red stains from my skin. Memories flash like unseen scars. Who will tell of this madening travesty? Or this work of art. Drop the blade and drift away. Let the current drag me down. Down to the stony bottom to look up through a shimmering curtan. See the stars but feel nothing. What was that sound? He couldn't be sure anymore. Was this real or was his mind tormenting him?

Guide Me Home: Let the waves crash upon the beach ad wash away the time. Hear the birds sing upon the air resounding joy and sorrow. Rock a by, lullaby sings the night out at sea.Let me keep my angels close so the demons of the sea do not torment me. All I ask for is a tall ship and a star to guide me by. Guide me home. Guide me straight. To a widows watch where candles wait. Trolly on, trolly on through the Winters howl, listen to the singing of the sea while demons scream tormentedly. Wishing you were here within my grasp. Just something warm to hold close. I need a star to guide me by. To guide me straight. To guide me home. Where angels wait in predawns wake. For both sorrow and joy within these hearts. For those returned and lost at sea. Tears that fall like little drops like rain to raise the sea. Was this what was always meant too be? Fight the demons and flow with the tide.Like beating hearts on the tide that comes and goes. All I want is a tall ship and a star to guide me by. Guide me home. Guide me straight. To a widows watch where candles wait.

It's better to have a reluctant friend who tells you the truth then to have a friend who sticks a knife in your back when you're not looking!!

Words of the Domosai: It is time for u to decide, is this darkness or is this light? Failure is life, it pushes u and others down, do u choose to stay down or do u choose to stand? Life is not dark. Life is not light. Life pushes u down yet u get back up. Life is punishment and brutality. But kindness and love too. U can not be one or the other to do so is to say one is incomplete, broken. To be in balance with both is to be complete. Yin and Yang is life.

People don't question my judgement... They just question my sanity! XD

When i saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him

Special Agent Dima here. State ur complaint!

Line the streets with the skulls of our children, the gutter to run red with tainted innocence. Death to the madness, death to the fear, death to the sadness, death to the pain. Raise ur voice like herald song and bring down what should not have been. DEATH TO KONY!!! check out what this bastards done at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y4MnpzG5qc. If u agree with him then burn in hell!

If you've had one of those days look to the far right of this profile.

You can't tell me you haven't done at least one of these!

1:remember to set your alarm to get up early.

2:go to bed early enough so the alarm wakes you.

3:remember that the right shoe goes on the right foot and the left shoe goes on the left foot.

4:remember to put milk on you cereal and not orange juice.

5:to put your contacts in before heading out the door.

6:to put the car in first and take the E-brake off before going anywhere.

7:that the red light means stop and not floor it.

8:to pay attention to swinging glass doors, some swing in and some swing out.

9:that three for three is not buy one get two free.

10:that ducktape is great for holding plastic against windows, not holding a bumper to a car.

11:that I turned the hose on to water the lilac bushes not the neighbors cat.

12:to bring a printout map everytime I go long distances.

13:to make sure that the cat is not locked up with the dogs.

14:that a half full glass will still pour water on you if you spill it.

15:putting the phone on silent does not help when you misplace it.

16:that playing a game with a color blind friend and telling them to hit the yellow button is not useful.

17:that forgetting cooking food is just as dangerous as an idiot running with scissors.

18:leaving your wallet at the store really hurts if you get pulled over on the way home.

19:that sticking a pencil in an unplugged sharpener doesn't make a pencil any sharper.

AND.....

20:that giving your daughter your credit card and pin number the night of prom is one of the worst ideas to have.

PRICELESS!!!

You told me that you loved yet you lied.You said that you would never leave me yet left me behind. Forget the memories of the past. So that unseen wounds do not bleed once more.Those little crimson drops to stain the virgin snow.