Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
TWENTY-THREE
Thursday, January 28, 2010
DEAR SANTA
Dear Santa,
You must be surprised that I”m writing to you today, the 26th of December.
Well, I would very much like to clear up certain things that have occurred since the beginning of the month, when, filled with illusion, I wrote you my letter. I asked for a bicycle, an electric train set, a pair of roller blades, and a football uniform.
I destroyed my brain studying the whole year. Not only was I the first in my class, but I had the best grades in the whole school.
I”m not going to lie to you, there was no one in my entire neighborhood that behaved better than me, with my parents, my brothers, my friends, and with my neighbors. I would go on errands, and even help the elderly cross the street. There was virtually nothing within reach that I would not do for humanity.
What balls do you have leaving me a ***king yo-yo, a stupid whistle and a pair of socks. What the *** were you thinking, you fat son of a bitch, that you”ve taken me for a sucker the whole ***ing year to come out with some shit like this under the tree.
As if you hadn”t ***ed me enough, you gave that little faggot across the street so many toys that he can”t even walk into his house.
Please don”t let me see you trying to fit your big fat ass down my chimney next year. I”ll *** you up. I”ll throw rocks at those stupid reindeer and scare them away so you”ll have to walk back to the ***ing North Pole, just like what I have to do now since you didn”t get me that ***ing bike.
F*** YOU SANTA.
Next year you”ll find out how bad I can be, you FAT COCKSUKER.
Sincerely,
Little Johnny
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Wednesday, January 27, 2010
message from my heart
I WANT S0ME0NE T0 RUN 56 MILES WITH THEIR BARE FEET JUST F0R ME
I WANT S0ME0NE T0 LIVE NEXT D00R T0 ME AND SEND SWEET CARDS THR0UGH THE MAIL
I WANT S0ME0NE T0 L0VE ME S0 MUCH THAT MY M0THER FEELS IT
I WANT S0ME0NE T0 CRY JUST BECAUSE THEY HEARD MY V0ICE AN0THER DAY
I WANT S0ME0NE T0 WRITE CUTE STATUSES AB0UT ME ; AB0UT H0W IM HIS W0RLD
I WANT S0ME0NE T0 TELL PE0PLE AB0UT 0UR L0VE WITH0UT ANY SHAME
I WANT S0ME0NE T0 TELL ME ITS G0ING T0 BE 0K WHEN I CRY AND N0T C0MPLAIN THAT IM T00 EM0TI0NAL
I WANT S0ME0NE T0 EAT BREATH AND SLEEP 0N TRUTH AND H0NESTY
I WANT S0ME0NE WH0 WANTS G0D IN THEIR LIFE, T0 LIVE BREATH AND W0RK IN THE NAME 0F G0D, T0 F0LL0W JESUS'S F00TPRINTS, STILL AS A SINNER BUT AS A CHILD 0F G0D.
I WANT S0ME0NE WH0 WILL PUSH ME T0 D0 RIGHT IN HIS EYES AS WELL AS MY M0THERS
I WANT S0ME0NE WH0 WILL WAIT UNTIL G0D GIVES THEM MY B0DY INSTEAD 0F TAKING MY B0DY BEF0RE G0D...S0ME0NE WH0 BELIEVES IN SEX AFTER MARRIAGE
I WANT S0ME0NE WH0 WANTS ME, AND 0NLY ME
We can't help it !
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Some girls and women — from 20–50 percent — have a physical or emotional discomfort that is known as premenstrual syndrome (PMS) about a week before menstruating, or during the first few days of menstruation. Symptoms of PMS include depression and other mood changes, appetite changes, backaches, difficult breathing, fluid retention, headaches, irritability, insomnia, sweating, and tender breasts. PMS is more common in older women.
Most women find that exercising and getting plenty of sleep can help minimize the symptoms of PMS, and many also find that sexual arousal and orgasm may help relieve menstrual cramps.
Some women, by the way, report positive premenstrual changes, including increased creativity, energy, and sexual desire.
http://www.plannedparenthood.org/teen-talk/ask/body-mind/teens-menstrual-periods/25857.htm
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
TRIP T0 THE D0C
Monday, January 25, 2010
ART & A ST0RY
The images, projected onto a large screen, moved many in the audience to tears, and she won the top prize of about £75,000.
She begins by creating a scene showing a couple, sitting holding hands on a bench under a starry sky, but then warplanes appear, and the happy scene is obliterated.
It is replaced by a woman’s face crying, but then a baby arrives, and the woman smiles again. Once again, war returns, and Miss Simonova throws the sand into chaos from which a young woman’s face appears.
She quickly becomes an old widow, her face wrinkled and sad, before the image turns into a monument to an Unknown Soldier.
This outdoor scene becomes framed by a window as if the viewer is looking out on the monument from within a house.
In the final scene, a mother and child appear inside, and a man standing outside, with his hands pressed against the glass, saying goodbye.
The Great Patriotic War, as it is called in Ukraine, resulted in one in four of the population’s being killed, with eight to 11 million deaths out of a population of 42 million.
Sunday, January 24, 2010
THE SAINTS HAVE ALWAYS HAD MY HEART
Beauty is in the eyes of the photographer
