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Quote for the day:
"Whatever you give a woman, she's going to multiply. If you give her sperm, she'll give you a baby.
If you give her a house, she'll give you a home. If you give her groceries, she'll give you a meal.
If you give her a smile, she'll give you her heart. She multiplies and enlarges what is given to her.
So - if you give her any crap, you will receive a ton of shit."

Love and appreciate all the women in your life

If you want to know all about me, scroll to the bottom of the page. To the about me part

If you love Jesus, put this in your profile.

If you'd walk 5,000 miles to spend 5 minutes with someone who you love, put this in your profile.

If you'd give your life for your friend, put this in your profile.

"92% of American teens today would die if Abercrombie & Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. If you're part of the 8% that would be laughing their butts off, put this in your profile."

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*A girl and guy were speeding, on a motorcycle, over 90 mph on the road..
Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.
Guy: No, this is fun.
Girl: No, it’s not. Please, it’s too scary!
Guy: Then tell me you love me.
Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!
Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.
*Girl hugs him*
Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It’s bugging me.
(In the paper the next day)
A motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it, but only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even though it meant that he would die.





I want this girl
To every girl that is SCARED to put her heart out there again, because she has been HURT too many times.
To every girl that dresses cute, not skanky.
To every girl who wants to be called beautiful, not hot.
To every girl that will spend her whole day looking for the perfect present for you.
To every girl that would die to have a decent boyfriend.
To every girl who would just once like to be treated like a princess.
To every girl that just wants to hold hands.
To every girl that kisses him with meaning.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO JUST WISHES HE CARED MORE.
To every girl who just once, wants a guy to give their jacket up when she is cold.
To every girl who just wants him to call.
To every girl who lies awake at night thinking about him.
To every girl that just wants to cuddle.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO SHOWS HOW MUCH SHE CARES BUT GETS NOTHING BACK.
To every girl that ever thought "Maybe this one could be the one."
To every girl that laughs at stupid stuff when she actually doesn't think it is funny.
To every girl who is just looking for that one and only and is having a rough time along the way.
To every girl that doesn't want a guy who just plays with her emotions but actually cares about how she feels.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO WANTS WORDS BACKED UP WITH ACTIONS.
TO EVERY girl that FELL for ALL the LIES ONLY TO FIND THEMSELVES ALONE in the END.
To every girl that gave her heart away to have it shoved back in her face.
To every girl that has faith that "tomorrow will be a better day." And it will be.


-If you are a nice girl repost this as: "To every girl."
-If you are a guy that truly thinks every girl should try to think about even a few of these things repost it as "I am looking for this girl" or if u have this girl repost this as “I have this girl"


Daddy's Poem DADDY'S POEM Her hair was up in a pony tail, her favorite dress tied with a bow. Today was Daddy's Day at school, and she couldn't wait to go. But her mommy tried to tell her, that she probably should stay home. Why the kids might not understand, if she went to school alone. But she was not afraid; she knew just what to say. What to tell her classmates of why he wasn't there today. But still her mother worried, for her to face this day alone. And that was why once again, she tried to keep her daughter home. But the little girl went to school eager to tell them all. About a dad she never sees; a dad who never calls. There were daddies along the wall in back, for everyone to meet. Children squirming impatiently, anxious in their seats One by one the teacher called a student from the class. To introduce their daddy, as seconds slowly passed. At last the teacher called her name, every child turned to stare. Each of them was searching, for a man who wasn't there. "Where's her daddy at?" she heard a boy call out. "She probably doesn't have one," another student dared to shout. And from somewhere near the back, she heard a daddy say, "Looks like another deadbeat dad, too busy to waste his day." The words did not offend her, as she smiled up at her Mom. And looked back at her teacher, who told her to go on. And with hands behind her back, slowly she began to speak. And out from the mouth of a child, came words incredibly unique. "My Daddy couldn't be here, because he lives so far away. But I know he wishes he could be, since this is such a special day. And though you cannot meet him, I wanted you to know. All about my daddy, and how much he loves me so. He loved to tell me stories he taught me to ride my bike. He surprised me with pink roses, and taught me to fly a kite. We used to share fudge sundaes, and ice cream in a cone. And though you cannot see him. I'm not standing here alone. "Cause my daddy's always with me, even though we are apart I know because he told me, he'll forever be in my heart" With that, her little hand reached up, and lay across her chest. Feeling her own heartbeat, beneath her favorite dress. And from somewhere here in the crowd of dads, her mother stood in tears. Proudly watching her daughter, who was wise beyond her years. For she stood up for the love of a man not in her life. Doing what was best for her, doing what was right. And when she dropped her hand back down, staring straight into the crowd. She finished with a voice so soft, but its message clear and loud. "I love my daddy very much, he's my shining star. And if he could, he'd be here, but heaven's just too far You see he was a firefighter and died just this past year When airplanes hit the towers and taught Americans to fear. But sometimes when I close my eyes, it's like he never went away." And then she closed her eyes, and she saw him there that day. And to her mothers amazement, she witnessed with surprise A room full of daddies and children, all starting to close their eyes. Who knows what they saw before them, who knows what they felt inside. Perhaps for merely a second, they saw him at her side. "I know you're with me Daddy," to the silence she called out. And what happened next made believers, of those once filled with doubt. Not one in that room could explain it, for each of their eyes had been closed. But there on the desk beside her, was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose. And a child was blessed, if only for a moment, by the love of her shining star. And given the gift of believing, that heaven is never too far. They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them. REPOST THIS TO SHOW APPRCIATION for the people you'll never forget . It's a short message to let them know that you'll never forget them. If you don't REPOST THIS, it means you're in a hurry and that you've forgotten your friends. Take the time...to live and love. Until eternity post this as "Daddy's Poem -Cheryl Costello-Forshey

I want this girl!!!!!

To every girl that is SCARED to put her heart out there again, because she has been HURT too many times.
To every girl that dresses cute, not skanky.
To every girl who wants to be called beautiful, not hot.
To every girl that will spend her whole day looking for the perfect present for you.
To every girl that would die to have a decent boyfriend.
To every girl who would just once like to be treated like a princess.
To every girl that just wants to hold hands.
To every girl that kisses him with meaning.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO JUST WISHES HE CARED MORE.
To every girl who just once, wants a guy to give their jacket up when she is cold.
To every girl who just wants him to call.
To every girl who lies awake at night thinking about him.
To every girl that just wants to cuddle.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO SHOWS HOW MUCH SHE CARES BUT GETS NOTHING BACK.
To every girl that ever thought "Maybe this one could be the one."
To every girl that laughs at stupid stuff when she actually doesn't think it is funny.
To every girl who is just looking for that one and only and is having a rough time along the way.
To every girl that doesn't want a guy who just plays with her emotions but actually cares about how she feels.
TO EVERY GIRL WHO WANTS WORDS BACKED UP WITH ACTIONS.
TO EVERY girl that FELL for ALL the LIES ONLY TO FIND THEMSELVES ALONE in the END.
To every girl that gave her heart away to have it shoved back in her face.
To every girl that has faith that "tomorrow will be a better day." And it will be.

-If you are a nice girl repost this as: "To every girl."
-If you are a guy that truly thinks every girl should try to think about even a few of these things repost it as "I am looking for this girl" or if u have this girl repost this as “I have this girl"

♀ + ♂ = ♥
♀ + ♀ = ♥
♂ + ♂ = ♥
HOMOPHOBIA IS WRONG!!!!


80% of the teenage population would stop breathing if all of a sudden, American Eagle deemed it uncool. If you'd be in the 20% of the population that'd be laughing their butts off, repost this.


92% of teens have moved onto rap. If you are part of the 8% that still listen to real music then put this on your AP page.

"92% of teens today would die if Abercrombie & Fitch said it wasn't cool to breathe anymore. If you're part of the 8% that would be laughing their butts off, put this in your profile."

"I get sick of listening to straight people complain about, "Well, hey, we don't have a heterosexual-pride day, why do you need a gay-pride day?" I remember when I was a kid I'd always ask my mom: "Why don't we have a Kid's Day? We have a Mother's Day and a Father's Day, but why don't we have a Kid's Day?" My mom would always say, "Every day is Kid's Day." To all those heterosexuals that bitch about gay pride, I say the same thing: Every day is heterosexual-pride day! Can't you people enjoy your banquet and not piss on those of us enjoying our crumbs over here in the corner?" - Rob Nash


I'm EMO, so I MUST cut my wrists.
I SPEAK MY MIND, so I MUST be a bitch
I'm an ATHEIST, so I MUST hate the world.
I DON'T HAVE A RELIGION, so I MUST not have morals.
I'm DEMOCRAT, so I MUST not believe in being responsible.
I'm SOUTHERN, so I MUST be white trash.
I TAKE ANTI-DEPRESSANTS, so I MUST be crazy.
I'm a PUNK, so I MUST do drugs.
I'm YOUNG, so I MUST be naive.
I WEAR BLACK, so I MUST be a goth.
I'm a WHITE GIRL, so I MUST be a nagging, steal-your-money kind of girlfriend.
I'm PRETTY, so I MUST not be a virgin.
I HAVE STRAIGHT A'S, so I MUST have no social life
I DYE MY HAIR CRAZY COLORS, so I MUST be looking for attention.
I DRESS IN UNUSUAL WAYS so I MUST be looking for attention.
I'm INTO THEATER ART, so I MUST be a homosexual.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GUY FRIENDS, so I MUST be fuck them all.
I HAVE A BUNCH OF GIRLS WHO ARE FRIENDS, so I MUST be gay.
I HAVE BIG BOOBS, so I MUST be a slut.
I WEAR WHAT I WANT, so I MUST be a poser.
I hang out with GAYS, so I MUST be GAY TOO
I'm a VIRGIN, so I MUST be a prude.
I'm SKINNY, so I MUST be anorexic.
I don't FLIRT WITH GUYS AT SCHOOL so I MUST be gay.
I dont like the SUN so I MUST be albino.
I have a lot of FRIENDS, so I MUST love to drink and party.
I wear BOY'S CLOTHES so I MUST be a lesbian or a dyke.
I'm POSTING THIS so I MUST be a groupie.

~*Post this in your profile if you think stereotyping is just plain wrong*~
I am the mother who almost lost custody of her son, because I am in love with another woman. But guess what, I stood up and won!

I am the father who punished his son for calling you a fag.

I am the guy who came out to the entire school in his senior speech and got a standing ovation for his courage.

I am the girl who kisses her girlfriend on the sidewalk and laughs at those who glare.

We are the couple who planned and studied and got a damn good lawyer and BEAT the state that wanted to take our child away.

We are the ones who took martial arts classes and carry pepper spray and are just too dangerous to gay bash.

I am the trans gendered person who uses the bathroom that suits me, and demands that any complaining staff explain their complaint to my face in front of the entire restaurant -- and shares with my other trans friends which restaurants /don't/ raise a stink.

I am the mother who told her lesbian daughter to invite her girlfriend over for dinner.

I am the father who punished his son for calling you a fag.

I am the preacher who told my congregation that love, not hate, is the definition of a true follower of God.

I am making a difference. Hate will NOT win.

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.

I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.

I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.

We are the couple who had the Realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.

I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.

I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.

I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.

I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.

I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.

I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.

I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn't have to always deal with society hating me.

I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.

I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

I am the daughter who cries herself to sleep because my parents think I am a freak for being what I am...

I am the boy that Dares to be myself and not worry what others think. I am also the boy that probably won't make it past 25.

Repost this if you believe homophobia is wrong, and feel free to add your own line in my author comments, and if you want me to I will put it in here.

I am the boy who jumps because he wants to fly


My AP LiTTle SiStErS are An Unwritten Truth(she has a new name now...) and Missa, and I.refuse.to.grow.up: And YoureNoGoodForMe

ABOUT ME

Well if you read all that above then I guess you want to know about me. Well I am 19, 5'11, recently cut off brown hair. I am probly one of the last decent guys out there. I am respectful to others and my self. I am honest and trust worthy. I don't like hurting people, physicaly or emotionally. I love making people laugh and I think that a smile is the most beautiful thing in the world. I am the youngest of three. An older brother and sister. I was recently reunited with my dad after 12 years of not knowing him. I am the guy that every girl says she wants but they always go for the A$$ that breaks their heart. I love animals, and people. I am all my friends phycotrist, even to random strangers. I help who ever needs me. That includes YOU! So if you just someone to talk to, need advice, or just a shoulder to cry on, well I am here for you. And I always will be!!! Well if there is anything else you want to know just ask, I am not shy. And o yea I am looking for an AP family, so if you want to be part of it let me know.

Do you like horses??? Well if you I recomend that you check out this site. It is my dads site So give a look if you are into horses. So click this link... http://www.roushperformancehorses.com/index.html


My favs;

Color: green and pink
Music: Classic rock, country, and just about anything else except most rap
Artist: chili peppers, Led Zep, Nirvana, and many many more...
Food: All except anything crunchy crunchy
Activity: Helping people, making people smile, writing poetry, reading fantasy, playing video games, and most sporte.
Web sites: Allpoetry(of course), myyearbook, myspace, And grindspace(adults only)
People: My mom, (yes I'm a momma's boy) my best friends Alex and Amy, and my grandpa. As well My dad.
Time: Nite time...