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Above is my permit to ask stupid questions.


My full name is:
Boonifa Latifa Sharifa Harifa Ericson Vandez-JACKson
Haussenfefferlippenchiplicktacklefeffhoodiedoodiebootyspockerbumper

I'm not even kidding, I have this memorized
This is a small portion of my crazy.


Side effects may, and in most cases do, include heart burn, head ache, indigestion, upset stomach, diaharrea and a hate for bad commercial jingles.
Other side effects include spontaniously bursting spleens, breasts, and kneecaps. Pregnancy in men, penis growth in potted flowers, and hair in your toaster. These cases only have a One-hundred-and-five-percent chance of occuring, ask your imaginary friends if BRYAN is right for you!

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If you say "I love you", but I don't say it back, don't get upset. Get over it. If I wanted you to say "Penis" Every time I said "Hi, how are you?" and you said no - I'm sure I'd move on.
If you're clingy, try not to be. I don't take kind to having a second shadow. It's creepy.

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IF YOU WANT TO BE MY LOVER!

Don't try.
I don't do on line dating.
I need a real pair of hips to grab onto when I say "I love you."
I need a real pair of lips to cling onto when I show you "I love you."
And I need a real heart to feel with the palm of my hand when I MEAN "I love you."

And I always do.

So to the other excellently fantastic women out there!!:

Sorry, but don't you feel the same?


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So hi, whats up? Talk to me. I'm bored. I. Need. People! (Thanks goes out to the lovely Miss Michelle for pointing out a typo Tahkn yuo, Mhellcei!)

Here's the deal. Hi, my name's Bryan. Don't ask for a last name, address, phone number. Blah, it wont happen. Close friends and family get that only. I'm 16 years old, I'm a Junior in High School and... That's about it!
Ask me questions and I'll answer them on here. Later, dude!

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I love my friends. If you want, I'll put you on my page, but you have to tell me you love me first

Justin: "Do you love me, Bryan?"
... No, Justin. No, I don't love you...
...
...
Whats a word stronger than love, again?

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About me as a writer:

I don't normally do a lot of poetry. Instead, I end up spending most of my time writing lyrics. I really have a passion for it, it's so much fun!

Oh yeah, ladies. I'm a keeper!

Those other unoriginal dumb-dumbs can find your favorite song, or one that makes them think of you, and sing it at the top of his voice from the highest tower...

But I can write you your newest favorite song, one that IS about you, and advertise it for the entire world to see.

In every meaning of the word, I'm Supa Dupa Special.

And Supa Dupa Fly.


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PIctures of myself. One of them is from the last day of school. The rest are just random. The ones with orange hair are my most recent, though not so recent. My hair is blue now. And longer.

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Poems I'm focused on

  • Halloween
    Halloween,
    that time of year I can pretend to be some one else.
    44 lines, 14 comments, October 30, 2007
  • Back into you
    Hold on to me, my love
    your warmth wrapped up in angel wings
    50 lines, 29 comments, September 20, 2007. In Hope, Love, Lyrics, Sad
  • I'm for sale
    I'm for sale, I'm for sale, / not to sound like a total whore, / but I've seen your preppies, jocks / nerds, hard rocks, geeks, / and even
    45 lines, 72 comments, June 5, 2007. In Humor, Life, Love, Lyrics, Personal
  • Stars, Stars
    A mockery to lights, / a sham to what is real. / Last sight touches eyes / alone to my dreams / Falling from your post / blackness streaked in gold. / Never thought we envied flaws / Imperfe
    33 lines, 10 comments, May 31, 2007. In Hope, Life, Nature, Spiritual, Thoughts, Society, Personal
  • Wish I
    wish I had the courage / to tell you what I think / wish I had the voice / to tell you what I feel / wish I had the difference / to tell yo
    36 lines, 5 comments, May 21, 2007. In Hope, Love, Lyrics, Sad
  • The way you talk drives me insane
    26 lines, 11 comments, March 21, 2007. In Hope, Life, Love, Personal, Thoughts

My Poetry

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My other items

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  • Column: A Dream of You at allpoetry
    For the last two months I've been plagued by nightmares almost nonstop. In some nights, as many as six different ones. This is all very strange to me, as I just didn't have nightmares until this point. What's most funny is I started having them right befo
  • Column: Audition to be my best friend! at allpoetry
    Yeah, that's right. I'm totally pulling a Paris Hilton, hoes. Audition to be my new best friend!
  • Column: Existence without meaning at allpoetry
    My most latest thoughts about me and life in general. I would really like some feed back. Not only on my situation, but on how I wrote this. Enjoy.

My journal entries

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Guest Book

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  • SaviDropKick.Oi. on June 19
    Uhm. Hello.
  • bloved : seventeen is sweeter than sixteen candles on May 5
    I couldn't finish the rest of the poem, so I wasn't able to submit it in the conest! So here it goes, just for you. I hope you like it, it's pretty funny.




    finally it's legal for you to get a job
    pay some bills, grow up real quick.
    however, mediocre paying jobs
    at your local Mcky D's with barely
    minimum wage at 14
    doesn't mean you have met the dream.

    girls throw parties in honor
    of their bodies.
    flashing around womanly figures
    of a 16 year old lovelys
    dressed up in lace
    and teeny bopper
    girly prints.

    running around in flashy cars.
    okay maybe not flashy
    but, something to get them by.
    because everyone feels safe
    at the hands of a 16 year old
    behind the wheel of a car.

    cigarettes are deadly
    wrapped inside some guys fingers.
    as he waits for the weekly numbers
    to just prove he wasted his money
    of the devil's lottery playground.
    year 18 was a number he never played
    just waiting for 21,22 to be his lucky case.
    he voted for his right to just blow his life away.

    instead he is sent off
    to fight for his rights.
    his country, his homeland
    off in some foreign territory
    just to get his head blown off, right?

    21, drinking age is finally legal
    when you come back from the days of
    the sweet sixteens and permit driver lessons
    to your very first minimum wage paid job.
    your first drag of those cancer sticks and legal gambling.
    to fighting in a war, that for some seem pointless
    but you still make your mom feel proud.
    your a registered republican.

    now you can take a gulp of guilty man's pleasure
    i mean legally, your first.
    but between all of those very first.
    lies the very tender age
    of adolescent that seems to be untouched.
    seventeen is sweeter that sixteen candles.
    no need to worry about all of the bullshit
    the rest of your life has to become.

  • Mrs. Mautino on May 5
    Bryan, I am SO sorry that I couldn't get on last night to say happy birthday Forgive me? I love you and I hope your day and the upcoming year is AMAZING! Or else
  • HollyLouise : Hey on May 5
    hey how was your birthday?
    x

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