Off we go into the wild blue yonder,
Climbing high into the sun;
Here they come zooming to meet our thunder,
At 'em boys, Give 'er the gun! (Give 'er the gun now!)
Down we dive, spouting our flame from under,
Off with one helluva roar!
We live in fame or go down in flame. Hey!
Nothing'll stop the U.S. Air Force!
When I see you I blush
My heart seem to stop
I cant breath
I can’t walk
I can’t speak
Your beauty
It’s unbelievable
Your smile
Radiant
Your skin
Scarless
Your hair
Shines like the sun
O how I wish you were mine
You would be
My first love
it makes me mad how people will try to tell you how to live your life or try to help you change it when they them selves dont have all the facts straight DONT TRY TO TELL ME HOW TO LIVE MY LIFE ITS MY LIFE
this mostly goes to fagtron
these are some of my favorite quotes
He that will not stoop for a pin will never be worth a pound.
-Samuel Pepys
Who think too little, and who talk too much
-John Dryden
“From ignorance our comfort flows.
The only wretched are the wise.”
-Matthew Prior
“Die of a rose in aromatic pain.”
- Alexander Pope
“O wearisome condition of humanity!”
- Fulke Greville
“Who are a little wise the best fools be.”
-John Donne
“For God's sake, hold your tongue and let me love!”
-John Donne
“Death hath a thousand doors to let out life.”
-Philip Massinger
“No arts, no letters, no society, and which is worst of all, continual fear and danger of violent death, and the life of man solitary, poor, nasty, brutish, and short.”
-Thomas Hobbes
“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream.”
-Edgar Allan Poe
“I became insane, with long intervals of horrible sanity.”
-Edgar Allan Poe
”I have great faith in fools; self-confidence my friends call It.”
-Edgar Allan Poe
Hearts are fragile
But a broken heart
Can become stronger
With every break
It mends itself
Filling in all the cracks
Hearts are not toys
They need care
They need trust
That’s what holds them
Together
But once it goes to stone
It can never be whole
Ever again
I feel depressed and used
I fell hated and abused
No one cares about me
No one glances at me
No one spares a glimpse
I am invisible
Invisible to all
For I am a ghost
And ghosts are clear
Maybe that’s why they can’t see me
Because im not here
i have a an electric guitar it is a washburn idol its solid black and i have every thing from polish to pics i also love it so much i named it socrates i can play twinkle twinkle little star i can play serenity by god smack i can play happy birthday i can play suicide by seether as well im pretty good i would say. i love playing the guitar its so fun and its a way i express my feelings from love to hate the guitar helps well. well tell me what you got or what you want. blog you later bye.