well im new with this plese forgive me--- if you like what you see here white untill you se myspace hers the link myspace.com/love_a_ghost i will have to add you to it tho kk
my family of corse my mother 4 helping me with life my dad 4 the same and for keeping r freedom he was in the navy nom)my unkle us army (nom)my brother bryan in the navy (irack)my brother jimmy us.army (afganstand) my 1st sargent snook army us rangers (nom) and the vadf rember rangers leed the way lets give them hell boys we all need to read this ...Body: It may take you two minutes to read this, but if you do not take the time toread this you are one of the people this post is talking about.----------------------------------------------------You stay up for 16 hoursHe stays up for days on end._________________________You take a warm shower to help you wake up.He goes days or weeks without running water.__________________________You complain of a "headache", and call in sick.He gets shot at as others are hit, and keeps moving forward.__________________________You put on your anti war/don't support the troops shirt, and go meet up with your friends.He still fights for your right to wear that shirt.__________________________You make sure you're cell phone is in your pocket.He clutches the cross hanging on his chain next to his dog tags.____________________ ______You talk trash about your "buddies" that aren't with you.He knows he may not see some of his buddies again.__________________________You walk down the beach, staring at all the pretty girls.He patrols the streets, searching for insurgents and terrorists._________________________You complain about how hot it is.He wears his heavy gear, not daring to take off his helmet to wipe his brow.__________________________You go out to lunch, and complain because the restaurant got your order wrong.He doesn't get to eat today.__________________________Your maid makes your bed and washes your clothes.He wears the same things for weeks, but makes sure his weapons are clean.__________________________You go to the mall and get your hair redone.He doesn't have time to brush his teeth today.__________________________You're angry because your class ran 5 minutes over.He's told he will be held over an extra 3 months.__________________________You call your girlfriend and set a date for tonight.He waits for the mail to see if there is a letter from home.__________________________You hug and kiss your girlfriend, like you do everyday.He holds his letter close and smells his love's perfume.__________________________You roll your eyes as a baby cries.He gets a letter with pictures of his new child, and wonders if they'll ever meet__________________________You criticize your government, and say that war never solves anything.He sees the innocent tortured and killed by their own people and remembers why he is fighting.__________________________You hear the jokes about the war, and make fun of men like him.He hears the gunfire, bombs and screams of the wounded.__________________________You see only what the media wants you to see.He sees the broken bodies lying around him.__________________________You are asked to go to the store by your parents. You don't.He does exactly what he is told even if it puts his life in danger.__________________________You stay at home and watch TV.He takes whatever time he is given to call, write home, sleep, and eat.__________________________You crawl into your soft bed, with down pillows, and get comfortable.He tries to sleep but gets woken by mortars and helicopters all night long.__________________________If you support your troops, re-post this.If you don't support your troops well, then don't re-post, it's not like you know the men and women that are dying to preserve your right.
No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes No one knows what it's like To be hated To be fated To telling only lies
But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free
No one knows what it's like To feel these feelings Like I do And I blame you
No one bites back as hard On their anger None of my pain and woe Can show through
But my dreams They aren't as empty As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely My love is vengeance That's never free
When my fist clenches, crack it open Before I use it and lose my cool When I smile, tell me some bad news Before I laugh and act like a fool
If I swallow anything evil Put your finger down my throat If I shiver, please give me a blanket Keep me warm; let me wear your coat
No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man Behind blue eyes
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Eve swallowed Eve & snack do you love Eve? Eve comes with an apple Eve as a fortune teller you can't have Eve without the apple Eve and the apple that will rock your boat can you say no to Eve?? she will ruin you and you will love it
And now you're mine. Rest with your dream in my dream. Love and pain and work should all sleep, now. The night turns on its invisible wheels, and you are pure beside me as a sleeping amber.
No one else, Love, will sleep in my dreams. You will go, we will go together, over the waters of time. No one else will travel through the shadows with me, only you, evergreen, ever sun, ever moon.
Your hands have already opened their delicate fists and let their soft drifting signs drop away; your eyes closed like two gray wings, and I move
after, following the folding water you carry, that carries me away. The night, the world, the wind spin out their destiny. Without you, I am your dream, only that, and that is all.
well i love camping out and going dancing and drinking with frends
In a Disused Graveyard by Robert Frost
The living come with grassy tread To read the gravestones on the hill; The graveyard draws the living still, But never anymore the dead. The verses in it say and say: “The ones who living come today To read the stones and go away Tomorrow dead will come to stay.” So sure of death the marbles rhyme, Yet can’t help marking all the time How no one dead will seem to come. What is it men are shrinking from? It would be easy to be clever And tell the stones: Men hate to die And have stopped dying now forever. I think they would believe the lie.
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