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Now you know my secret... one of them.
Tripping with me HHCL
oh the sunshine
shines down on 2Ci island
and the rain is made of lsd
and the shadow people chase us on coaine beaches
but they cant catch us
cause were runing on extacy
oh to be on drugs
and so in love
catching raindrops
on our toung from the sky above
your face may warp but i know its you
i see you right here in my heart
if we trip to hardhow can we trip to hard
how can i tirp to hard
with you tripping here next to me
in the morning we can smoke marijuana
but tonight its (long rhyming drug list)
all while weceeee (drop into fucking tipon xtc)
iwill kill you
spitir
spirit
spirit
spirit
spirit
i am fallen yet i stand upon 2 feet floating above your existance. superiority survives. you are inerior.
spirit spirit
you woke me. now you will deal with me or die as i have.
one by one
hammer and mallet
fists not words
swords not pens
no more hurt
no more blood
no more stained sheets
only exile fromthe plain of existance you are in when i am released
im jealous of every pair of hands i see holding
soft smiles before kisses
inviting hints that its okay
okay to do
okay to feel
okay to trust
to kiss the one smiling at you
to think its just for fun
to feel like it means something
to choose and trust wether youll think or feel
to believe in your choice
your judgement so much
with a simple sign of affection or friendship
that you would be willing
you would be okay to risk
risk breaking a heart
risk losing a friend
risk it being akward
risk being caught or punished
risk it being good
risk it being perfect
risk it being right
risk it all
just for a kiss
alota people think this one time at the metropolis that i was in this room with this girl and some things happened we just layed there nothing happened but this poem when we decided against anything
every drop
like a ruby
jewels from the vein
no more
do i feel the pain
tears
bright as diamonds
pour down my face
liquid crystal
they all shine
brighter than
any diamond could
beaten down
to the ground
till shrill cries of pain
are my only sound
i love it all
the lights are on
but everythings dark
the sun is up
but i am cold
i hurt so bad
but i cannot scream
have i died
or is this some great dream
black clouds in the corner of my eye enter the sunlit sky i watch above slowly engulfing the life of the flowers and hapiness of
the bluest of blue sky till all is black above and the fields we are in shadowy blankets the sky cries and floods the ground below creating
small pools and streams so that the ground seems to cry it is beautiful the ground with its flowers now drowning
once so loved is a hideous brown marshland it is always when things cry even more when the pretty cry
my little scar
my scar dont do much
he just sits and reminds me
of the mistake i made
of something stupid i did
of something i did too big
of a girl with a short emper
of walking too close to a fence
myy little scar reminds me
of life
of my history
of what a jackass i am
of how much it freakin rocks
thats what i left out
my little scar rocks
because its part of me
and with his company
we rock together
The Dark Seldarine is the name given to the fallen, mostly evil deities of the subterranean drow in the Dungeons & Dragonsrole-playing game. They are not truly a pantheon in the same way the Seldarine are, though, as they do not co-operate. The Dark Seldarine are led by Lolth, whose power sometimes forces the others into obeying her. Their planes are various layers of the Abyss in 2nd Edition D&D and is the Demonweb Pits in the Third Edition cosmology.
The Dark Seldarine consists of:
She is worshipped by song and dance, if at all possible, in the surface world under the moonlit night among the woods. She takes great pleasure in bards learning new songs, craftsmen at work, and the doing of kindhearted deeds. Among her followers are drow, humans, gnomes, elves, shapeshifters (children of the moon), half-orcs and half-elves[original research?].
Eilistraee is represented by a drow female in the nude, dancing with a silver sword under the moon. The Dark Maiden's home plane is the Demonweb Pits, along with the rest of the drow pantheon, which was originally located in the 66th layer of the Abyss, however following the events of The War of the Spider Queen, Demonweb Pits are no longer part of the Abyss, but a separate plane in its own right. She, however, has a home at Arvandor where she does not have to contend with her mother. It is currently believed that Eilistraee rarely even visits the Demonweb Pits.
Eilistraee, the daughter of Corellon Larethian and of Araushnee (who after being punished by Corellon assumed the name Lolth) was cast down along with the rest of the drow pantheon for her apparent part in the war against the Seldarine. Once she was cleared of any wrongdoing, she insisted to her father that she be punished in the same manner as her sibling
Vhaeraun and mother. She realized that the drow people would later need an escape from the malevolent priestesses of Lloth.
Draegloths are half-demon, half drow monstrosities. Found in any campaign setting, they are particularly numerous in the Forgotten Realms. They are created by the unholy union between an ascending high priestess of the drow goddess Lolth and a glabrezu.
Draegloths are about ten feet tall and have four arms, the upper pair being much larger than the lower. They have large claws on the upper arms and they use them for hand-to-hand combat, for they usually prefer the feeling of tearing flesh and sinew under their claws and fangs. Their face is stretched so it resembles that of a dog. Their flesh is as dark as a drow's, and they are covered in a fine coat of fur; they also have a white mane. They are sacred creatures to the Lolthites and are usually treated with respect.
Triel Baenre of Menzoberranzan, in the Forgotten Realms, had a draegloth son, Jeggred.
V3.5 statistics for the draegloth can be found in Drow of the Underdark[31].
| Characteristics | |
|---|---|
| Alignment | Chaotic Evil |
| Type | Aberration |
| Image | Wizards.com image |
| Stats | Open Game License stats |
| Publication history | |
| Source books | Monster Manual ver.3.5 |
| First appearance | Monster Manual II (1983) |
In the Dungeons and Dragonsroleplaying game, driders are aberrations that were formerly dark elves (also known as drow). They can be used by
Dungeon Masters as enemies or allies of the player characters.
Male Drow Ranger
Level 1
Chaotic Evil
Representing Ebay
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Maximum Hit Points: 24
Bloodied: 12
Surge Value: 6
Surges / Day: 7 [includes constitution modifier]
Size: Medium
Speed: 6 squares
Vision: Darkvision
| Initiative: | 1d20 +3 | = + 3 [dexterity] |
| Base Strength Attack: | 1d20 +2 | = + 2 [strength] |
| Base Dexterity Attack: | 1d20 +3 | = + 3 [dexterity] |
| Base Constitution Attack: | 1d20 +1 | = + 1 [constitution] |
| Base Intelligence Attack: | 1d20 -2 | = -2 [intelligence] |
| Base Wisdom Attack: | 1d20 +1 | = + 1 [wisdom] |
| Base Charisma Attack: | 1d20 +4 | = + 4 [charisma] |
| Armor Class: | 16 | = 10 + 3 [dexterity] + 3 [hide] |
| Fortitude Defense: | 13 | = 10 + 1 [ranger] + 2 [strength] |
| Reflex Defense: | 14 | = 10 + 1 [ranger] + 3 [dexterity] |
| Will Defense: | 14 | = 10 + 4 [charisma] |
Armor: Hide (25 lb)
Shield: None
Attacks:
Encumberance 4e
| Encumberance 3.5
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| Languages: | Common; Elven; |
Skills:
| Acrobatics: | +2 | = 3 [dexterity] -1 [armor] |
| Arcana: | -2 | = -2 [intelligence] |
| Athletics: | +1 | = 2 [strength] -1 [armor] |
| Bluff: | +4 | = 4 [charisma] |
| Diplomacy: | +4 | = 4 [charisma] |
| Dungeoneering: | +6 | = 1 [wisdom] + 5 [class training] |
| Endurance: | +0 | = 1 [constitution] -1 [armor] |
| Heal: | +6 | = 1 [wisdom] + 5 [class training] |
| History: | -2 | = -2 [intelligence] |
| Insight: | +1 | = 1 [wisdom] |
| Intimidate: | +6 | = 4 [charisma] + 2 [Drow] |
| Nature: | +6 | = 1 [wisdom] + 5 [class training] |
| Perception: | +6 | = 1 [wisdom] + 5 [class training] |
| Religion: | -2 | = -2 [intelligence] |
| Stealth: | +9 | = 3 [dexterity] + 2 [Drow] + 5 [class training]-1 [armor] |
| Streetwise: | +4 | = 4 [charisma] |
| Thievery: | +2 | = 3 [dexterity] -1 [armor] |
Feats:
| Farshot |
At-Will:
| Other Standard Actions: | Administer a potion; Aid another; Charge [+1 to basic melee attack or bull rush]; Coup de grace; Equip / stow shield; Ready an action; Total defense; Sustain standard action; Some skills during combat (i.e., Acrobatics -- fast escape; Bluff, Heal -- first aid, Intimidate, Perception -- active, Thievery depending on circumstances)
|
| Other Move Actions: | Crawl; Run [speed 8]; Stand up; Shift; Squeeze; Walk; may include some skills during combat (i.e., Acrobatics, Athletics)
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| Other Minor Actions: | Draw / sheathe weapon; Drink a potion; Drop prone; Load a crossbow; Open / close a door; Pick up an item; Retrieve / stow an item; Sustain minor action; Some skills during combat (i.e., Insight)
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| Other Immediate Action: | Readied action
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| Other Opportunity Action: | Opportunity attack
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| Other Free Actions: | Drop held items; End a grab; Talk
|
| Other Non-Actions: | Delay; Endurance checks; Insight to counter Bluff; Knowledge checks; Perception -- passive
|
| Short rest: | Healing surges as available
|
| Five minutes: | Normal escape from restraints (Acrobatics)
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| One hour: | Forage; Streetwise check
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Encounter Powers:
Second Wind
Spend an Action Point [free action, not in surprise round]
Cloud of Darkness / Darkfire [Drow]
Fox's Cunning [Level 1][immediate reaction]Daily Powers:
Split the Tree [Level 1]Drow
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Quenarach Do'tinli's Equipment:
| 36 lb 15 lb 10 lb 2 lb 5 lb 5 lb 4 lb 1 lb 10 lb 10 lb 1 lb 2 lb 4 lb 1 lb _____ 106 lb | Weapons / Armor / Shield (from above) Arrows (quiver of 30) x5 Crossbow bolts (quiver of 20) x5 Backpack Bedroll Bottle Crowbar Flint and steel Grappling hook Ink vial Ink pen Pouch (belt) x1 Rations (1 day) x10 Rope (50', hempen) x1 Spyglass Sunrods x2 Waterskins x1 Whetstone Total |
Magic items:
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Armor:
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Arms:
Feet:
Hands:
Head:
Neck:
Ring:
Ring:
Waist:
Action Point Tally:
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Milestones:
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More about Quenarach Do'tinli:
I POSTED THIS A WHILE BACK ENTITLED "THEN" I DIDNT CHANGE ANYTHING EVENTHE BAD GRAMMAR AND SPELLING CAUSE I WROTE IT IN THE FEELING OF THE WEEKEND SO I LEFT IT THE WAY IT WAS
THEN: THE SCORPIO SHINDIG ADVENTURE
IT BEGAN AT THE PEAK OF WHAT WAS A GLORIOUS DAY. I HAD JUST GOTTEN HIRED THE PREVIOUS WEEK A MY NEW JOB, AND I HAD FINALLY GOTTEN CAUGHT UP ON MY DEBTS WHEN THE FIGHTING STARTED. IT DIDN'T PROCEED UNTIL ABOUT 11:30 AT NIGHT THOUGH. IT WENT ON AND ON AND ON UNTIL 3:30 WHEN SHE RAN OUT OF STEAM AND FELL ASLEEP. THE SAME USUAL THING. I NEVER TRY, IM NOT GOOD ENOUGH, I DONT COMMIT TO ANYTHING, THAT OLD CHESTNUT.
THEN
THE NEXT DAY AFTER, LIKE EVERY OTHER FIGHT, ACTING AS IF NOTHING HAD HAPPENED SHE COMES OVER AGAIN AND SMOKES THE LAST OF MY WEED AND FALLS ASLEEP STUDDYING AT MY PLACE. SO IM LIKE OK I HAD WEED BUT NOW I GOT A GIRL PASSED OUT ON MY BED AND I DIDNT EVEN PUT HER TO SLEEP.
THEN
THE NEXT DAY I HAD MADE PLANS TO HANG WITH ANOTHER ONE OF MY FRIENDS. KINDA BLEW ME OFF AND THE ONLY OTHER PERSON TRYING TO HANG OUT WITH ME WAS THE BOOKWORM FROM YESTERDAY UNTIL SHE FIGURED I HAD NO BUD AND THE TRIP WOULDNT BE WERTH IT. THATS A QUOTE. SHEA ACTUALLY SAID THE TRIP WOULDNT BE WORTH IT BECAUSE OF THE LACK OF CANNABIS.
THEN
BEING DITCHED BY TWO GIRLS AND IN A BITTER MOOD, WHAT ELSE TO DO THAN HANG WITH A GIRL NEITHER OF THE TWO ENJOY THE COMPANY OF. SON I WENT ,YET WITH ANOTHER EX, TO VICTORIA. I WENT FOR HAIR DIE BUT OF COURSE I HAD TO GET MORE.
THEN
THE NEXT DAY I WAS SUPPOSED TO GO TO A FIRST BIRTHDAY PARTY OUT AT THIS FARM WHERE I SUPPOSEDLY MOVED STUFF IN STORAGE SO SHE COULD HAVE IT OUT THERE. WAY OUT THERE OUT OF TOWN. BUT APPARENTLY IT CHANGED LOCALS, AND EVERYONE HAD TOLD ME THAT AND IM JUST A DEAF IDIOT BECAUSE I HAD GIRL 1 THE BOOKWORM YELLING AT ME ON THE PHONE FROM KATY MILLS TO THE EXIT FOR BLALOCK.
THEN
I HATE IT WHEN IT BECOMES PUBLIC KNOWLEDGE THAT I LEAVE TOWN BECAUSE EVERYONE SEEMS TO FIND IT NECESSARY TO TRY AND GET ME TO GET THEM DRUGS WHEN I GO OUT OF TOWN. WHY SHOULD I RISK MY NECK OR FRONT MY CASH FOR SOME SHIT I DONT EVEN DO. I LEAVE TOWN TO FORGET I LIVE THERE AND THE HEADACHES THAT GO WITH IT ALL. BESIDE I LIKE MABY 6 PEOPLE IN THE COUNTY I LIVE IN SO PISS OFF.
THEN
AROUND 4 I GOT TO COLUMBIANA'S HOUSE. SHE WAS GETTING READY FOR WORK ALREADY. AROUND FIVE I TOOK HER AND WENT TO BEST BUY. I WAS IN THE DVD SECTION AND THIS FINE THING CAME UP, SHINY GAUGES LIKE 00 AND A HALF DOZEN OTHER PICES OF METAL IN HER EARS AND IM GUESSING ELSEWHERE. I WAS BETWEEN THE ANIME THATS BASICALLY PORN AND THE MUSIC DVD SECTIONS. SHE ASKED ME WHAT I WAS LOOKING FOR. I SAID " THAT FREQ NASTY" I SAID IT LOUD TO. QUICKLY TURNING REDDER THAN THONG I WAS WEARING SHE BASHFULLY TURNED RIGHT TO THE ANIME AND I TOLD HER IT WAS A MUSIC CD AND NASTY WAS A DJ. SHE GIGGLED BUT THE WAY SHE DID IT WAS LIKE " I KNOW HE JUST THOUGH I WAS GONNA GO LOOK FOR T&A ON DVD. I WONDER IF HER KNOWS I WATCH PORN AND THATS HOW I KNEW WHAT FREAK NASTY WAS. I WONDER IF IM SAYING THIS OUTLOUD" THAT SORT OF THING.
THEN
BECASUE I FELT I WAS DOING GOOD SO FAR I KEPT DIGGIN AT IT BY HAVIG HER LOOK IT UP BUT SILLY ME I COULDNT REMEMBER IF FREQ OR NASTY WAS SPELLED DIFFERENTLY SO WE TRIED SOME DIFERENT SPELLINGS AND SPOKE OF WHERE WE SAW OTHER SPELLINGS OF NASTY AT.
THEN
SHE TOUCHED MY PENIS. JUST KIDDING, BUT IT WOULDA BEEN COOL.
THEN
REALLY THEN
I LEFT THE STORE AN WENT BACK TO COLUMBIANAS HOUSE TO ROLL UP SOME PARTY FAVORS FOR LATER.
WHERE WAS I? OH YES.
THEN
I WAS ROLLIN IT ALL UP WHEN SANTA SHOWED UP WITH GOOIDES. LOSTS OF GOODIES. I WAS BETTER THAN CHRISTMAS TO ME. THEY ALL LAYED THERE LIKE LITTLE CLIKS AT TABLES IN THE LUNCHROOM AT HIGH SCHOOL. GREEN BLUE YELLOW PINK. ONE I HADN'T SEEN BEFORE. ONE SET WAS A HALF STACK TALLER THAN THE REST SO OF COURSE I TOOK IT, WITH ME. I LEFT AT AROUND 8:45 I FIGURED IM ONLY 10 EXITS AWAY RUFFLY WITH TRAFFIC ILL BE FASIONALBLY LATE AT AROUND 9:30. THIS WAS NOT THE CASE.
I ARRIVED IN DOWNTOWN HOUSTON AROUND 9:05 ON FANIN WHERE IT CROSSES CONGRESS. ABOUT A TEN MINUTE CAB DRIVE FROM WHERE I SHOULDA BEEN. AFTER I HIT THE GARAGE WHERE I LEFT MY CAR, WHEN I FIRST STEPPED OUT I LOOKED AT THE THEATRE DISTRICT WHERE I WAS. I PARKEDED NEAR THE AQUARIUM.. I GAZED TO THE LIGHTS OF THE SKYLINE AND ALL THE BLUE SURROUNDING LOOKED AT THE LITTLE PICE OF JOY IN THE PALM OF MY HAND. THOUGHT TO MYSELF LIKE EVERY OTHER TIMME HERE GOES NOTHING POPPED IT RIGHT AS A COP WALKED IN FRONT OF ME THOUGHT IM OFF TO A GOOD START AND DOWN THE ROAD I ROAMED. NOW THE PARING ATENDANT TOLD ME I WAS ONLY A BLOCK FROM WHERE I SCHOULD BE BUT HE WAS A LITTLE WRONG.
THEN
ABOUT A HALF HOUR AND 20 BLOCKS AND 3 BIG CIRCLES LATER I FOUND MYSELF ALMOST GETTING STRUCK BY SOME TRAIN THING LIKE AT EPCOT. DIDNT KNOW HOUSTON HAD ONE OF THOSE. AT THIS MOMENT OF WHAT LOOKED LIKE A SPEM WITH WINDOWS ROCKETTING PAST MY FACE THE COOL BREEZE TURNED HOT AND ALL AT ONCE ALL IN THE WORLD WAS TRUE.
THEN
ALOT OF TIME HAD PASSES. GOING INTO HOUSTON ALOT OF TIMES I THOUGHT I SHOULD JUST TURN AROUND EVERTHINGS GOING WRONG TODAY WHATS THENPOINT AT THIS POINT. BUT THEN I THOUGHT ABOUT THE LAST TIME I ALMOST GAVE UP AND HOW GREAT IT WAS WHEN I GOT THERE. I THOUGHT OF THE TIME IT WAS SO EASY TO FIND THE PLACE. ALL I CARED ABOUT WAS THAT SOMEWHERE IN THIS CITY THERE WAS A PARTY BETTER THAN ANYTHING ANYONE COUL BE DOING BACK HOME. SOMETHING THAT IF I WAS THERE WOULD LEAD TO STORRIES NOONE COULD ONE UP. I GATHERED MYSELF STOOD UP BEHIND MINUTE MAID PARK WHERE I NEXT FOUND MYSELF. DRANK AN OJ WHILE TALKING WITH SOME COPS, JUST BULLSHITTING ABOUT MY OUTFIT AND OLD PARTIES. FLAGGED A CAB DOWN AND SHOT TO MAKE PROGRESS.
THEN
THAT GUY HAD NO CLUE WHERE THE PLACE WAS. HE ALL HAD TO USE SOME GPS SHIT IN THE DASH. SO WE GO OVER THIS BRIDGE OUT OF DOWNTOWN OVER 10 HER SAID AND AS SOON AS YOU GOT OVER THAT BRIDGE I COULD SEE A STORBE AND A GIRL IN GREEN AND NOT MUCH ON. EVEN IF IT WAS THE WRONG PLACE I WOULDA BEEN SUPER GALD TO BE THERE. IT WAS THE FIRST TIME I RODE IN A CAB TOO! (NOW THAT I THINK OF IT I WONDER IF THE KEYS GOT LEFT IN THE CAB. WE'LL GET TO THAT LATER)
THEN
I WALKED UP TO THIS DUDE AND ASKED IF THIS WAS THE SCORPIO PARTY. IN I WENT. IT WAS PROABBLY 12.05 WHEN I GOT THERE FINALLY. I HAD SOME CATCHING UP TO DO AND I hAD ALL INTENTIONS OF DOING IT.
I QUIKLY GOT AROUND LOOKING AT WHO AND WHAT WAS AROUND I HAD BEEN ON MY FEET RAOMING DOWNTOWN AIMLESSLY FOR A FEW HOURS SO I WANTED TO SIT FOR A WHILE. COMEDIANS ARE RIGHT CABS ARNT COMFORTABLE. I FOUND MYSELF A LEDGE IN THE BACK CORNER OF THE YARD TO REST ON AND IMMIDIATLY STARTED SEEING PEOPLE FROM THE SILO ALL AROUND. YOU SORT OF HERD IT ALL NIGHT LIKE IT WAS SOME CONSTNT BEAT IN THE BACK OF THE MUSIC "DIDNT I SEE YOU AT THE SILO" THAT WOULD MAKE A COOL TRANCE TRACK BUTT ANYWHOO...
MY LEGS ACHED IT WASNT ARTHARITIS BUT I HAD SOMETHING FOR THAT. FIRST OF TEN I BROUGHT WITH LIT I MET MY FIRST CICRLCE WHICH LED TO MANY OTHERS.
THEN
I KNEW PEOPLE ALWAYS GO AND FORGET THATN ONE THING THEY NEED. PAPERS A PHILLY HONEY FIRST AID. I BROUGHT IT ALL AND ABOUT USED IT ALL. I DONT THINK MY CHLLIUM GOT USED SO MUCH IN ONE NIGHT BEFORE. I HAVE TO GET A BIGGER ONE NEXT TIME.
THEN
I HANDED OUT CANDY ALL NIGHT. BY MY COUNT LIKE 78 GLOWING PICES DECORATED ALL THAT NIGHT. ITS FUNNY HOW PEOPLE TAKE TO IT. THEYRE USUALLY APREHENSIVE AT FIRST BECAUSE THEY ASSUME ITS SOMETHING NEGATIVE OR HAS SOME STRING ATTACHED. ITS SAD WE ALL HAVE TO BE SO ON GUARD THESE DAYS AND CANT JUST GET ALONG. PEOPLE JUST ARNT USED TO JUST GETTING SOMETHING KIND FOR NO REAL REASON OR HAVING TO DO ANYTHING. I KINDA DO IT HOPING OUT OF THOSE 78 AT LEAST ONE PERSON MIGHT THINK ABOUT THAT AND CHANGE, AND THEN THEYRED BE ONE MORE PERSON OUT THERE NOT TRYING TO FIX THE WORLD JUST MAKE IT HAPPIER AND EASIER TO LIVE IN.
THEN
AROUND FOUR THE BIRTHDAY BOY ANNOUNCED SOMONE LOST THEIR KEYS. OF COURSE I HAD MY BAG SO I ASSUMED THEY WERE IN THERE. THEY WERNT. I ALREADY HAD LOST HALF THE PUZZLE WHEN I LOST MY CAR BUT NOW I WAS SOMEWHERE I HAD NO CLUE HOW TO TELL YOU TO GET TO TRIPPIN BALLS WITH MY CAR LOST IN SOME RANDOM GARAGE NEAR A BROWN BUILDING THAT STARTED WITH A C AND EVEN IF I COULD FIND THAT CAR AT THIS POINT I COULDNT GO HOME AND THEYRES ONLY TWO KEYS OTHER THAT THE THIRD I LOST
HERES THE FUCKING IRONY!
KEY 3 IS LOST
KEY 2 IS IN MY HOUSE IN SCHULENBURG 167 MILES AWAY
KEY 1 IS WITH GIRL 1 THE BOOKWORM WHOS AT A PASTURE PARTY WITH GIRL 2
FUCKIN A
im gonna have to wrap this up cause its taking so long im mising other blogs.
okay
then
as everyone left and me and i thinki i remember a guy in a black shirt walking around with leds looking on the ground for my keys. as morning approached i was told i was in good hands. the kind hearts there had decided to just keep me there. i didnt know how to take it i was in a strange town in a part where everyone has to keep reminding me looking like this im luck io didnt get shot, but thy took me in. ive waited all year to feel some kind of love or caring that would be a fracttion of this from my girlfriend or family but this. this was the most plur amazingly nice thing anyone had done for me. usually the story ends my fucked up ride home tripping balls on the road stripes but this time it was i crashed on some awsome dudes floor. got to go in a special area above which is what ill leave it at to keep me feeling special about it.
i cant really give this part of the story justice cause it was just something that happened that was so unexpected with the downfall of everything else this day that its indescribalble.
then
the next morning i contacted my frined who i stay with in houston and she came and got me around seven.
then
i knew i had parked on the fifth floor on a street starting with c
an hour half tank of gas and three garages later we found my car. no keys though
then we took her mom home and rode to schulenburg to get my other key. 121 miles away! then i drove back and got my car and drove back home to be at work the next morning at 5am.
it was an amazing adventure and thats what makes it worth it all. i got shit on by my friends at home, yelled at by my ex, lost my car, god only knows where my keys are but in all the brimsotne i found two daimonds, on i survived and two i met some awsome people i would do anything for now.
its safe to say my faith in mankind is slightly restored now that i see there are a few good clean sould left.
thanks everyone at unlit and everyone who was there. 600+miles about $300 for a freee party cause i was a scorpio and a 10 dollar cab drive
priceless memories
cant wait for the next.
I continue to feel trapped despite all the freedom I have. I wish life was like how it is in Final Fantasy or fairy tales, where when a man had nothing in hs life or was noone there would be some quest or adventure to turn their life into some epic saga. I would give anything for technology to fail. For the internet, economy, and govenment to fail. For chaos murder suffering and torment to run rampant over the world for a few years and set us back centuries to where money is worthless and we would usr the old trade and barter system that built this land and got it stolen from its origional guardians. Id give anything to be able to pack a bag throw it on my backa nd travel village to village trading and fighting with padders by.Friends thru loyalty traveling with me as a party. I need adventure. This time isnt mine. It doesnt fit someone like me. I wish there were no guns and only swords. Guns are for owards who can face hurting someone so the do it from a distance but if you run someone thru or slah with a sword you feel their pain and blodd push back against the blade and you grow stonger with each time you have to kick their screaming body off to dislodge the blade embeded in their now exposed bone. Maybe I was born in the wrong time. I want to go to school more than anything for Marine exploration and biology. You never hearme say it tho cause i dont like explaining my reasons to an ununderstanding world. We arnt a smart race. Alien life doenst or rarely visits us cause as inteligene we sit at the kids table in the cozmos. Why would an advanced race want to study a lesser one? We cant master space travel and wont in my or your lifetime. Lad discovery is dead. All the great explorations have been ruined by satelitle photos GPS and other great leaps forward in mankinds laziness. The sea is the last great adventure we see the surface but only know a fraction of whats in it. Too dark for science it ock in myster adventure discoveries waiting to be made. Its the last place for me to find what Im searching for. What that is i dont even know but its my life being on quest that would make any treasure worth while.
| If we had sex... | |
| 1. Would you let me be in control? 2. Would you want to be top, bottom, or versitle? 3. Would you mind if I was only a top? 4. Would you want me to talk dirty to you? 5. Would you want me to kiss you with a little tongue or a lot of tongue? 6. Would you remember my name tomorrow? 7. Would you want me to go down on you? 8. Would you go down on me? 9. Would you let me give you a hickie? 10. How many rounds would we go? 11. What would you wanna do afterwards? 12. Would you want me to take off all your clothes quickly or slowly? 13. Would you want me to lick and bite you all over? 14. Would you like foreplay or just get straight to the point? 15. Would you want me to take my time? 16. How freaky are you, 1 - 10: 17. Would you want me to go fast or slow? 18. Where would you wanna "do it"? 19. Would you be loud or quiet? 20. Would you mind if i licked you? 21. Would you want to do it today? 22. Would you want to do it again tomorrow? 23. Would you want me to keep in touch? And lastly... 26. Are you going to re-post these so I can answer them for you? |
origionally posted on blogger 1/14/07 just as I caught my roll.
Ha ha. I'll proably post this a second time under different conditions or substances:
We've all done it. On one mind expanding substance or another at some party at some point in time you've fallen in e-love or party love. When our talking to someone you've never know on some couch in a warehouse, God only knows where, or under stars in a parking lot, sitting on the back of someone's car, not necessarily yours or theirs, you've met the most compatible and perfect person in the world for you. You confide in each other. Tell each other secrets you didn't tell your significant other. Probably even do things you didn't think of doing with your significant other. Then six a.m. hits and guess what. The better part of the drugs have worn off, the outfits begin to fall apart or parts of them have been either given away, or stripped. The sun is the biggest fucking bastard in the sky and you figure out you really don't love this person, and you really want a burrito. So you say your blue Monday farewells, break up more or less, then there's the custody battle in some instances where (it gets technical here) both parties are cool with the venue, one stays and one goes to keep social akwardness at a lower level in the herd so as not to cause "confusion based drama" CBD, which is usually triggered by a third party asking out loud a very common CBD inducing question (well really it's not a question; it's being called out): "I thought you were with him.."
If this is avoided, you have to make a choice, stay and hope someone brings burritos, or leave behind the ones who stuck it out with you for the guarantee of sweet egg bacon and usually optional cheese. (Why is it "optional" you know you want it) But you know in the back of your head that one cool thing everyone will talk about will happen ten minutes after you leave.
It is the most in depth, personal, short term, incoherant, relationship you can have. Its not always bad. Sometimes that person in the morning, while maybe not the perfect one for you, is still a pretty good fit. And they make the sun seem like it's not such a bastard.
Someday I hope to find the girl that will go get the burritos WITH me. That could make me smile.
HOMOSEXUALITY IS LIKE A UNICORN. ITS A PRETTY THOUGHT OR FANTASY BUT IT DOESN’T EXIST IN REAL LIFE. PEOPLE TODAY HAVE BECOME ACUSTOMED TO JUST GROUPING PEOPLE UNDER SELF NAMES TO MAKE IT EASIER TO SEE WHO THEY TRUST DONT LIKE OR NOT OR EVEN AS FAR AS HATE BASED ON NOTHING MORE THAN THEIR SOCIAL TITLE. HERE’S HOW GAY BEGAN I THINK.
A LONG TIME AGO TWO MEN AND A WOMAN WERE ON A MOUNTAIN. THE WOMAN DIED. THE MEN MADE DUE. HINT HINT.
ALONG CAME A THIRD MAN AND SAW THEM AND CINCE HE DIDNT LIKE BOYS HE SAID I NEED TO MAKE A WORK FOR THIS TRAVESTY FOR WHEN I TRY AND GO RALLY ALL MY SHEEP FUCKER FRIENDS TO COME HATE THEM WITH ME BECAUE THEY DONT THIK LIKE ME. KEY WORDS OR WORD THAT IS--- THINK
ITS ALL IN YOUR MIND
HOW CAN A MAN SAY TO A GIRL THAT ANOTHER GUY IS UGLY MAKING FUN OF HIM BUT NOT B ABLE TO MAKE A REVESE JUDGMENT AND SAY A MANS HANDSOME OR CUTE EVEN. ITS AN OPINION OF APPERENCE NOT CHARACTER.
I BELIEVE ALL PEOPLE ARE NATURALLY BORN BI. IT JUST MAKES MORE SENCE THAN PEOPLE BEING TOLD TO BE A CERTAIN WAY GROWING UP MAKING WHAT COULD FEEL RIGHT TO THEM SEEM ALL THE MORE TABOO.
WERE ALL BORN BI. I AM YOU ARE WE ALL ARE. SOME OF US JUST PREFER ONE SIDE MORE THAN THE OTHER SOME LIKE PLAYING THE FIELD RIGHT DOWN THE MIDDLE.
ALL I HAVE TO SAY IS ONCE YOU ADMIT HIS TO YOURSELF ITS TWICE AS EASY TO FIND A DATE OR SOMEONE TO BUY YOU A DRINK AT THE BAR OR NOT LEAVE FOR HOME ALONE AT LAST CALL
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