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Trouble...
Trouble Don't you see That in your bed I find no sleep I confess you came because of me Trouble get behind me now Trouble let me be Cold wet stone Deep river bed Once so clean and clear now runs red You know to well Was … -
Some Times I like to ramble
I'm a rare individual. I like to run when it is forty below zero. I imagine what the world would be like when every thing else stopped. I day dream about hobbits and those little gummy bears taking over my soul. I kn… -
Just Read...
She's a journey-woman. A free spirited, in-your-face sexual diva ready to transform your imagination. Even God knows there is some thing about her that makes her stand out in the crowd; for she has got a will that even… -
A Park Bench in Maine
He sat there silently on the park bench trolling his eyes over the common passerby. The whithered clothes on his back made it seem a little colder then it really was, even for such a pretty autumn day that it was. And … -
So the Journey Has Begun...
Every one has been saying there good byes to me. As if I'm about to get transported to a different planet then every one else and they are forcing themselves to say some thing so that they can at least make themselves f… -
Finals and the Morning Routine.
"Death to the Great finals. DEATH, I SAY!" O-o-0-o-O MY Fucking! God... Finals are just around the corner - and I have never felt more pressure in my life to successfully finish off my career at the university then now… -
Every Man For Himself...
Lately I've been struggling with some things - and I'm having a hard time figuring them out. If you've been reading my journal you may have noticed that I have been a little humanitarian... and out of all the frustratio…
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- Name: Brian
- Country: United States
- State: Minnesota
- Metro: Minneapolis
- Birthday: 5/11/1982
- Gender: Male
- Member Since: 1/11/2004
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