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Name: Joey
Location: Roanoke, Virginia, United States
Birthday: 3/6/1985
Gender: Male


Interests: Nirvana, Classical Guitar, Piano, Philosphy, Law, Soccer, Tennis, Whitewater Kayaking, Volleyball, Photography, Business, Movies, Broadway, Swimming, Reading, writing.
Occupation: Artist


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Member Since: 1/2/2005

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Monday, July 10, 2006

Well Apparently, there are those who wish I would restore my former glory as an Active and Brilliant Xanga Participant, Yes, thats right an ABXP. So I suppose I shall give an attempt. My latest. For Rachel and Someone who goes by Monica with a K.


      At the front steps of Heaven, I saw within my dreams, a golden Angel singing, singing from within.
      This was not an ordinary angel; not clad in the armor of God, some may say. But i beg to differ; it depends on your eyes. Do you see what you have trained? or what you have untrained?
   I guess It may be true --

The angels of the Bible
May not look like her...
But I ask your arrogant mind,
"What makes you so sure?"


You may say something like this....


"That tattoo, spiraling down her neck:
Its nothing but a stain on God's holy flesh.

From the flower in her hair,
to the beads around her waist,
They scream at every guy --
Asking for a taste.

Then there is that look in her eyes...
The kind that tempts you to her thighs,

Then howabout that piercing in her nose...
You know, the one where the devil goes.
Need I go on...?"


"I'm afraid that is all absurd,
--Don't you see?--
That is all you ever want her to be.

But I suppose, this is how life goes--
noone caring to even know...
that when she was just a kid,
beneath her bed she hid.
Away from all that scared her...
but mostly her abusive father.

He tried to kill her and her brothers one night...
She made it out okay, but could feel her brothers' fright.
So back in she ran, to put this to an end.

There is nothing more to tell you,
but that because she stayed,
Her 3 little brothers
are living well today.

But she's not an angel is she?"







Saturday, July 08, 2006

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.


I really will marry her. 


Sunday, April 16, 2006

Sometimes you think people are great.

But in the end, they turn out not to be.


This is a statement of retraction against my previous statement.

 

Its not boredom, its frustration.


Saturday, April 15, 2006

I'm bored with my life.

Not now.

Maybe in the future I will be bored with the current people in my life. I could see this happening.



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