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Name: Paul
Birthday: 1/23/1985
Gender: Male
Interests: Writing, Art, Gaming, Intimacy, Pleasing, Working Out, Poetry, Philosophy, and Helping Those Who Deserve Helping
Expertise: All of the above with emphasis on the writing, poetry, and pleasing... I'm good at what I do. I can make people happy, and I'm so very very good at it. But they don't need me for long, which is okay, it makes them stronger.
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Art
Message: message meEmail: email me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  TheAngelHeretic
MSN: diapsom@hotmail.com
Yahoo:  hatredndeath
Member Since:
1/1/2005
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| 1-707-391-2938 I'm still alive and kicking. I feel a lot better now, like that last bit of growing up necessary to survive on my own was finally done.
I have a lot of regret for the way I handled situations previously in life. Now I have the ability to not be a tard... gotta go.
Amber in all honesty, I feel nobody really gets it, I do the right thing and end up on the other side of a crappy situation. It's all confusing, but now I can handle it, just... hehe just stuff only you and me would understand. Miss you, don't be suprised if in a month or so I knock on your door, but don't be suprised if I don't, nothi9ng is certain. | | |
| I'm no longer 8.3 my friends. According to recent studies, I have achieved the weighty proportion of 9.
I'd like to thank all my friends for their confidence...
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In my penis. Thank you.
P.S. Guys we grow till we are 25 so don't be down with a frown if the girl laughs when you pull your pants down | | |
| My g/f tried to kill herself on Thursday. I got a 30 day you have to move notice on Teusday. I got my wisdom teeth out last Monday. I got pulled over Teusday and Friday. I start a new job next Monday.
In all of this, I'm alone. I'm chugging along, and hating every moment.
I'm being great, nice, kind, responsible, and loving.
Why does this always happen to me. | | |
| Real Romance/ Catch 22/ A True Love Story (Title Undecided) by Paul Kron
What a day,
To make a stand,
It’s great,
Why it’s grand,
And I’d be lying,
If I said I really gave a damn,
About the latest event,
Or my fellow man,
It’s about a girl,
As it always is,
It’s about a girl,
And two choices,
It’s about one girl,
And all her bullshit,
What a day,
To make a choice,
It’s hard,
It’s my voice,
And I’d be lying,
If I thought I really stood a chance,
Against this damn circumstance,
That if I will stay,
Then it is misery,
Who hates company,
And if I live,
Then I’m a fatality,
It’s about one girl,
And my two choices,
And if I die,
Then I die without her,
And if I leave,
She dies without me,
If I stay then it’s treason,
Against the one and only thing,
That is mine,
If you want me to stay,
Why spit lies in my face,
If you want me to go,
Then why cling to my leg,
Like an orphan child,
Whose life is only me,
Like mine is you,
Is that really how it is,
Then that’s just grand,
This wasn’t according to plan,
Is this really right?,
Do I give up on life,
Or not go down without a fight,
Death or misery,
Peace with permanence,
Or Love with insanity,
And oh how I’ve tried,
And if I die,
Then I die without her,
And if I leave,
She dies without me,
If I stay then it’s treason,
Against the one and only thing,
That is mine,
My life,
And if I die,
Then I die with her,
And if I leave,
She dies with me,
If I leave then it’s treason,
Against the one and only reason,
That I’m alive,
Now I know,
It’s not just mine,
From now on,
I live not for one,
But two lives,
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| >=) Oh boy do I have news in a month and three days. mwahhaha. | | |
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