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I need a new job. [Jul. 10th, 2008|10:31 am]
brothersabre
I can pay my bills, and I like what I do. I just need to get my head above water a little more. I am tired of not having any money to do anything extra. I am going to update my resume. Talk to my boss about what I can do to better my position in the company.   
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Charm [May. 12th, 2005|12:01 am]
brothersabre
[mood |hungryhungry]

Two Delicate flowers of Southern womenhood were conversing
on the porch swing of a large white pillow mansion.

The first women Said " When My first child was born, my husband built this beautiful mansion for me."

The second women responed " Well, isn't that nice."

The first woman continued: " When my second child was born, my husband bought me that fine Cadillac you see parked in the driveway."

Again the second women commented " Well, isn't that nice."

The first women boasted: " Then, when my third child was born, my husband bought me an exquisite diamond bracelet."

Yet, again the second women commented " Well, isn't that nice."

The first women ask her companion, "What did your husband buy for you when you had your first child.?"

The second women replied " My husband sent me to charm school."

The first women cried " Charm School, what on earth for?"

The second women responed,

" So instead of saying I don't give a fuck, I learned to say...
' Well, isn't that nice.' "
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Fuck you [May. 10th, 2005|12:28 am]
brothersabre
[mood |crankycranky]

I fucking tired of being everybody’s fucking strength! I understand that I put my self in the position of being everybody’s big brother and the strong one that you can come to when you need help. I am fine with that. I feel that a part of life is being of service to others when we can. A global village. However I will not do for you what you can do for yourself there kids! If you cant find the reason to take the next step I sure as fuck am not going to tell you what to live for. I will help. I can tell you how I got through the wilds, but you still have to go through on your own. We all need to be tempered, otherwise when it comes to the times that we are truly needed to be strong we break. Then we are both fucked! Sigh. Rant is over. Now I feel much better. Time for food, then maybe a little entertainment….












PAPA ROACH LYRICS

"Scars"

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind me that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

Drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
I'm pissed cause you came around
Why don't you just go home
Cause you channel all your pain
And I can't help you fix yourself
You're making me insane
All I can say is

[Chorus:]
I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut
My weakness is that I care too much
And our scars remind us that the past is real
I tear my heart open just to feel

I tried to help you once
Against my own advice
I saw you going down
But you never realized
That you're drowning in the water
So I offered you my hand
Compassions in my nature
Tonight is our last stand

[Chorus]

I'm drunk and I'm feeling down
And I just wanna be alone
You shouldn't ever came around
Why don't you just go home?
Cause you're drowning in the water
And I tried to grab your hand
And I left my heart open
But you didn't understand
But you didn't understand
Go fix yourself

I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life
I can't help you fix yourself
But at least I can say I tried
I'm sorry but I gotta move on with my own life

[Chorus x2]
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The spirituality of imperfection [May. 7th, 2005|04:45 am]
brothersabre
[mood |crazycrazy]

Erotic is such a fun word. It sounds taboo, sharp, and almost dangerous. However it can be soft at times, like a slow caress of a feather on exposed flesh. This is just my little way of being a "good" boy and introducing myself.


B.S.

"I wanted to become the seeker, the aroused and passionate explorer, and it was better going at it knowing nothing at all, always choosing the unmarked bottle, always choosing your own unproven method, armed with nothing but faith and a belief in astonishment."
Pat Conroy
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Pages [May. 7th, 2005|03:29 am]
brothersabre
I need a new book to read...
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Hungry... [May. 7th, 2005|03:22 am]
brothersabre
[mood |predatorypredatory]

I am ravenous! I need to stay right here and not go wandering or I might end up hunting down something that will get me in trouble. FUCK! I need to go take a shower...
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(no subject) [May. 7th, 2005|02:45 am]
brothersabre
You should know that your off the map and here there be monsters...
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