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Thursday, July 2nd, 2015
9:17 am
Девочке нужно любви!
Мокрые сигареты,в глазах -

Отголоски тоски;

Девочка,что тебе нужно?

Девочке нужно любви!



Шагами по тротуарам,

Слезами по стрункам обид...

Девочка,ЭТО любовь ли?!

Знаешь,ведь жизнь - лишь миг...



Вечер пройдет бесследно,

Новый наступит день

И пронесется Осень

Оставив бесплодную тень.



Девочка,верь мне,родная:

Встретишь свою Звезду!

Ты просто ЖИВИ,золотая.

Живи и люби Весну!


София Кольцова
http://www.stihi.ru/2008/01/30/533

(What Do You Think?)

Wednesday, July 1st, 2015
9:24 pm
клф нло н. бодров Рюкзачное
7. Рюкзачное

Мне кажется, я скоро упаду.

Неправильно, безрадостно, нелепо.

Оставив пропуск на седьмое небо

Вдруг окажусь в пылающем аду.

И ни во что, особо не вникая,

Меня отправят на круги вращенья,

Чтобы душа познала очищенье,

И осознала- вот она какая.

А что душа…. Она и там легка,

Как облака….

И плечи не болят от рюкзака.




Николай Бодров
http://www.stihi.ru/2008/01/07/3309

(What Do You Think?)

1:16 pm
Серый дождь отраженье боли
Серый дождь – отраженье боли,

Как на имени нить судьбы.

Если можешь, возьми меня в море,

Там остатки моей мечты.



Отказаться от имени просто,

Нужно знать только больше, чем все.

Помнишь: листья так странно похожи

На кровавые сны в сентябре…



Я люблю бесконечную даль

В очертаньях родного лица…

На руках моих плавится сталь –

Вспоминаю, что я одна.



И меня ненавидят все.

Неужели холодное сердце?

Я хотела бы знать: в сентябре

Еще можно хоть чем-то согреться?




Безнадёжность
http://www.stihi.ru/2008/01/20/3739

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10:10 am
Ночь накануне Куликовской битвы
Пролив последние кровинок капли,

В Непрядву -  канул - утонул закат,

Да отблеск от  кривой татарской сабли -

Всплыл месяц, освещая перекат.



И плакал о своей злосчастной доле

Росой горючею ковыль седой.

Где рос он, будет вытоптано поле.-

Назавтра бой с поганою Ордой.



Не на живот, а насмерть! - Бой кровавый.

Святая Матерь!  Помоги Руси!

Не всем назад дождаться переправы?

Под тихий плеск - Дон-Батюшка спросил.



К земле поникли шёлковые травы.

Для скольких вы последняя постель?

И сколько раз назавтра, Боже правый,

Стрела свою ещё догонит цель?



И до зари за вражьим ханским станом -

То скрип телег, то хриплый волчий вой.

Непрядва, как под саваном, - с туманом,

Молитву шепчет с вековой тоской.



К исходу ночь - встаёт рассвет кровавый,

Дон катит волны мерной чередой.

Для жизни,  да для вековечной славы

Готова Русь на жуткий смертный бой!



Конец приходит злой татарской воле,

За Русь погибшим - обрести покой!

Полки стоят на Куликовом поле,

Получит Дмитрий прозвище - Донской!



23.04.97, 03.05.99


Владимир Ауров
http://www.stihi.ru/2008/01/20/3221

(What Do You Think?)

6:50 am
Мои места всегда лишь во втором ряду...
Мои места всегда лишь во втором ряду,

Я только зритель, просто посторонняя.

И на премьеры твоей жизни не хожу

Совсем не потому, что очень скромная.

Все потому, что есть невеста рядом,

А как себя назвать я и сама не знаю.

Но лишь за твои ласки нежным взглядом,

Я в твоей жизни на вторых ролях играю.




Павлова Алена
http://www.stihi.ru/2008/01/26/469

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Tuesday, June 30th, 2015
8:08 pm
Над землей сгустились сумерки...
После прочтения книги "Сумерки" Дмитрия Глуховского.





Над землей сгустились сумерки.

В окнах свет И среди прочих,

Есть одно - за ним без умолку

Тайны слышит переводчик.



Толи рукопись испанская

Омут мира обнажила,

Толи жизнь уныло гадская

В безнадежности застыла.



Показалось незначительным

Все, до этого момента

Строки правды обличительной

Из глубин веков - заветом.



Алчность, скрытая религией,

В жажду власти облачилась…

Переводчик ждет в бессилии -

Что из древних строк открылось?



Все, что Майя напророчили,

Вмиг с реальностью смешалось:

Зыбкость времени воочию

Сквозь пространства проявлялась…



Пронеслись землетрясения,

Перемалывая страны.

Предреченные знамения -

Смерть, цунами, ураганы…



Словно поднебесный кукольник

В пьесе чиркал между строчек…

И тогда пустился в сумерки

Безысходно, переводчик.



Миру времени отмеряно

Оказалось так немного…

И стучит душа потерянно

В дверь болеющего Бога…




Ольга Хомич -Журавлева
http://www.stihi.ru/2008/01/27/2192

(What Do You Think?)

3:26 pm
Я каждый миг не та другая
Мне обронил он: «да ты львица»!



Да! – обожгу дыханьем ада!



Отныне нет тебе пощады –



По жилам яд моим струится…



 



Я каждый миг теперь другая:



То роза, а то – подорожник.



То Клеопатра, то – Даная –



Тут разобраться невозможно.



 



Тебе я грусть, но я и счастье,



Я – ручеёк, но я и море!



О! Ты еще узнаешь горе



И вкус разлуки в одночасье!



 



Ты будешь чашу пить один,



Тоски напиток пьют до дна!



Души мой бывший господин,



Тебе воздастся все сполна!..



 



А я? Не та! Пойми, другая!



От прежней лишь осталась тень!



И для меня грядущий день,



И в облаках я не витаю.



 



И блеском глаз твоих обманных



Тебе меня уж не смутить.



Без них теперь могу я жить,



Без них, зеленых, окаянных!



 



Я так свободой дорожу!



Молилась сколько я об этом.



И ты – свободен, не держу!



Четыре стороны у света…



 



Я каждый миг не та – другая,



Я день и ночь не тороплю.



Узнала ад, не зная рая,



Но о спасенье не молю!




Антонина Новикова
http://www.stihi.ru/2008/01/31/2385

(What Do You Think?)

2:03 am
Модмуазель
ливень слез наплеван на доску объявлений,

искала меня?

и я тебя искал, ксенька,

я псевдо эмо,я студент ещё не доживший до сессии

модмуазель вселенная по секрету я и сам мало чему здесь верю


Глеб Елисеев
http://www.stihi.ru/2008/01/03/279

(What Do You Think?)

Monday, June 29th, 2015
5:38 pm
Незнакомец...
Незнакомец,

оплеванный

клочьями снега,

узелок теплоты

в иллюстрации вьюжной

мне в глаза заглянул

и заплакал от смеха,

но в ответ

головой

я кивал простодушно.



Ибо верю

истоку и первопричине,

буквам, слову -

прилежно, от корки до корки,

всем «высоким материям»

и матерщине…



Жаль,

никто не поверил,

что хлеб этот –

горький.


Валадислав Осинь
http://www.stihi.ru/2007/12/25/2606

(What Do You Think?)

5:05 pm
Безответно
Слёзы как льдинки, белоснежные перья.

На выдохе взмах ледяного крыла.

Полёт высоко, на границе безверья,

Там, где мечты бьются как зеркала.



Холодные ветры бескрайнего неба

Застывшее сердце качают в руках.

И облака, что воздушные склепы,

Страх вызывают в замерзших зрачках.



Один только вздох, как безбожные бури

Хрупкие крылья могут разбить.

Но лучше уж смерть в молчаливой лазури

Чем на земле безответно любить.




Мариночка Михайлова
http://www.stihi.ru/2007/12/31/1666

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Friday, January 31st, 2014
4:29 am
Он выписал имена
Там он встретил Эдисона и вскоре стал его правой рукой.
К середине 1984 года империя Познера зашаталась, страдая от избытка заемных средств и скверного менеджмента, что беспокоило Джозефа и Уэйнрота еще до покупки Fischbach.
Когда Сигел впервые попытался взять Рича на работу, Гордон посоветовал Ричу отказаться.
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Thursday, January 30th, 2014
11:19 pm
Не останься их
Он снял со счета все свои сбережения – 40 000 долларов наличными – и уложил их в небольшой плоский чемодан.
Между тем у Santa Barbara оставался гигантский портфель бросовых облигаций.
Согласно их более ранним наметкам, предполагалось, что Боски ликвидирует свою тогдашнюю компанию Ivan F.
SRCPIMIKGTPXJYCAKMWZONFNVCOEPFFRXQDWAISXZBPPDKMBSJRCDGDDEHQEDNQTIXLHJIXMMDYZJNKWTXADHXBHRHTCEATWTHZL

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Saturday, March 23rd, 2002
12:04 am
The Shittiest Day Ever
Okay sooooooo, friday. What is normally the best day of the week, turned out to be the worst day I've had in a hell of a long time. Lets see. Last night (rather this morning), had a weird dream. It took place long ago, 1940's. I don't remember too much really except I was fighting in world war 2 and my brother patrick got a bomb dropped on him. It was really awful. Worst part of all is I had reached a level of unconciousness where I actually was concious. Yes, sounds like its not possible, but it was. I was asleep, but I remember hearing myself talking while I was asleep. NOT just talking in my sleep and hearing it in my subconcious, but actually talking and hearing myself with my own ears, cause I remember hearing my aquarium filter as well.

Okay now on with the shitty friday. I went to work at Cassedy insurance from 1040am-340pm. Left and went to go give Eric the money I owed him for the engine, only that he wasn't there. Came back and worked at Dairy Queen from 4-6. Rather just babysitted the new guy. I Gave him all the shit work, (cleaning bathrooms, windows, tables, you name it). Got off DQ at 6 and went to soccer practice.

Real fun that was, only 6 people showed up. I drove my car out into the middle of hutchinson elementarys soccer fields cause I didnt see anyone from my team. Yes Thats right, off-roading in my car. It was awful! But hey at least I didn't get stuck. So we practiced for like 45 minutes. In the bitter cold, 25 degrees with a blustry wind. Felt more like 15 degrees. So yeah im way out of shape as well..... found that out in the first 5 minutes.

Okay soooooo tonight, there was nothing to do. Noone was home, and everyone was out of town. Went out and got Mcdonalds, came home and ate. After that, its like 11pm. So I dont just wanna sit inside and watch TV, so I decide to go out for a drive, BIG MISTAKE.

I end up getting pulled over out in Chantilly by the Expo Center. I got two tickets. The cop said he pulled me over due to my burnt out headlight (ticket #1, Defective equipment violation, $30.00). Then on top of that he socked me with a ticket for not having a county sticker ($50.00). The cop said I might be able to get off if i show up at court with proof that I fixed the headlight and got the county sticker. I dont know what the deal is with those county stickers, my dad paid for them and they never came in the mail. My brother, my dad, and I have now all gotten tickets this year for not having county stickers.

OHHHH what a shitty day...... Saturday can only be better so at least I have something to look forward to!

Current Mood: angry

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Wednesday, March 20th, 2002
1:10 pm
Thats pretty old
I Just got in a few moments ago from lunch with my dad. The chicken noodle soup at silver diner, ahhhh very good. On another note, tomorrow i will be working with eric on the Bel Air. We have to go pick up the engine out in leesburg. I gotta shell out $702 for that thing! It was alot more expensive than we anticipated it being, also alot more expensive than he originally told us.

I Just read an article on this really old woman. She was 115 years old when she died today. Makes you kind of wonder if you'd really wanna live that long. Sure you'd see alot of stuff and all, but as far as being fully competent to participate in activities, that seems like it would be quite difficult. the article says "By the time of her 115th birthday in January, relatives said she could not see or hear them or understand what was happening, but still seemed to enjoy visitors". To me, that doesn't really sound like fun. Also, she had 7 kids...... and all but one of them died before she did. Tell me that wouldn't be terrible, outliving your own kids. And boy how the times have changed, she got married in 1903 at the age of 16, to a 24 year old farmer! You'd never see anything like that these days. 115 years old, thats a long time to live. But i'm not too sure i'd wanna stick around for that long. I feel like i would become useless. Just an old person not capable of performing any tasks. I'd have memories to hang on to, but I would have outlived all of my friends and family that I grew up with. I feel like everyday I would would be forced to reflect to my younger years, the "Glory Days" as Bruce Springsteen once sang....."Glory Days, well they'll pass you by, Glory Days, in the wink of a young girls eye Glory Days, Glory Days". I'd always wish for days that had passed. Or even to the point of wishing for death, with the hopes of reaching a better place.

It's now the afternoon, perhaps time for me to do something useful with my day.

Click Here!to hear Glory Days by Bruce Springsteen

Current Mood: lethargic

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Tuesday, March 19th, 2002
4:32 pm
Well Senator Laxalt was cool
I forgot to write about my visit to senator Laxalts house last week. Now that, was AWESOME! Last thursday my dad and i went over there to do some computer work for them, there was nothing I could really do so mrs. Laxalt just let me go downstairs and watch Tv. This house was incredible! Located in luxurios Great Falls VA, they had their own private tennis court! MAN! So anyway, their dinning room was pretty awesome,it had a huge mural painted on the wall of what looked to be a forest (it was kind of dark so I couldnt really see). Their Basement was the size of my whole house. So yeah anyway, enough of my envy. So I watched the simpsons downstairs and the news and whatnot. Eventually my dad was done with the computer stuff some 2 hours later, and i went up stairs, and check this out...... Sat around and talked with senator laxalt! He was just hanging out on the coach watching some tv, and he started talking to me. Can you believe that! I hung out with a senator! man it was sooooo awesome! And he was soooooo cool too!

Casper dropped by on Sunday. She called me previously to let me know at least (AHHHh she used to make surprise visits like twice a week back in high school! those were really awkward). So when she came to conors over the weekend to hang out him and I got into this really deep convo about Classic Rock and Oldies. Well she said she had a surprise for me when she was coming over. OF course i first questioned the validity of this statement (hmmm erin really has a surprise for me?). I asked if it was some sort of sexual device but she assured me it was not. Well anyway she shows up, and no joke, bought an orginal Led Zeppelin Record from 1969 for me. Their Second Album. I really couldn't believe it. She said a friend of hers had an extra, so she got it for me! What a good surprise! I sooooo wasn't expecting that. But it was awesome, I thanked her and she was on her way cause she had to meet her mom for lunch shortly.

Well On a crappier note, school started yesterday, but it wasnt too terribly bad. I gotta think of a good topic for my Informative Speech for class.

And on an even crappy note, I was notified today that I will not be getting the Florida Internation University football scholarship. Oh well what can ya do?

Current Mood: weird

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Wednesday, March 13th, 2002
12:12 am
Large twist cone with rainbow sprinkles, please
Well la dee da! Ive neglected my journal for almost a week so now its time to catch up, lets see........
Conor came back in town on friday, that was pretty awesome. Hes such a great guy. For some reason everytime he comes back from VMI it takes us a couple of hours to get back onto the same frequency, I guess its that whole military mindset that he must be under when at school.

Saturday was pretty awesome if I may say so myself. For a couple of reasons. 1. I witnessed a raw display of determination and will at Dairy Queen. 2. Sb's party was pretty rad.
So anyway, I'm working with Catherine and a customer walks in and I take the order. The little kid asks me for a larger twist cone with rainbow sprinkles. This is no average little kid either. About 6 years old and probobly weighed near 55 pounds. Not to mention that a large cone is a hell of alot of ice cream. Thats somewhere between 9-12 ounces of ice cream. And Catherine ended up making the cone, which was probobly on the heavier side, closer to 12 ounces of ice cream. So knowing that the kid wasn't gonna be able to eat this whole thing I offered him a deal. If he ate the whole entire thing (cone included), I would give him a free large next time he came in. The next series of events that unfolded would show me exactly what you can do when you set your mind to something. The kid sat down, and began going to town on this thing. About 10 minutes later this kid was still going, but only about halfway done. I didn't even think he would get that far! But as he started to get stuffed, the length of time inbetween bites started to become longer and I knew the ice cream cone had beaten this kid. Or at least I thought. I kept a close eye on the kid as he stared down the ice cream cone and continued taking small bites out of it. This was nuts! A 6 year old with the determination to achieve the goal which had been set for him. Well to spare the boredom of me watching him eat the ice cream cone I will skip ahead about 10 minutes. He Finished! ALL OF IT! I was in awe. This little 55 pound elementary schooler had just wolfed down a cone of massive proportions. Determination and concentration led that little kid to achieve what I, his mom, and Catherine all thought he would fail at. And without hesitation, I can say that if that kid treats life like an ice cream cone, hes gonna go very far. And that was the highlight of my weekend.

Sb's party was great! I saw some people that I hadn't seen in a while, probobly since last summer. Tommy Christ, wow he looked like he had put on a good 30-40 pounds while he was away at school. But thats okay, he was always a big guy anyway (his size came in handy later in the night!). So it was fun, most everyone was pretty trashed by midnight, which only added to the fun. Sb's 5 person hottub ended up holding 10 people in their underpants. Water was overflowing everywhere, but it was awesome! So I went to bed pretty early up in her brothers room cause I really didnt wanna sleep with like 20 people downstairs in the basement. Well supposedly, later on in the night tyler had a knife pulled on him by this crazy ass guy named david (david reflected on a time during elementary school when he was in 4th grade and tyler beat him up, some people know how to hold grudges!) and well big tommy came to the rescue, bear hugging and disarming the weirdo guy. It was pretty awesome from what I heard even though it could have been a really bad situation.

I spent the night at conors on Monday night. That was also pretty awesome. We had a few drinks and reflected on some old stuff and talked about present issues while playing some fuesbolle on his fuesbolle table! (damn i almost beat him for once too, soooooo close). Well matt showed up unexpectedly and did nothing, just came in and played play station and then left, and Erin (aka casper the slightly overfriendly ghost) showed up cause she was on spring break too. Wow i hadn't seen her in a while. So anyway it was cool seeing her and all, but i stayed up way to late! Conor went to sleep around 1 and she stayed and kept me up till about 3am talking my ear off.

Still the highlight of the weekend, ice cream cone eating boy wonder.

Current Mood: sleepy

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Thursday, March 7th, 2002
12:13 am
Wednesday Night at Jimmie's
OHHHhh wow where do I start? Well roger asked me if I wanted to play up at Jimmies Old Town Tavern in Herndon with him and matt and sean wednesday night at the open mic...... I jumped at the chance. We didn't get any practice time in but rather just played songs we had learned before. Freebird, feelin allright, all along the watchtower, and miss you. It was incredible. I had the most fun playing them than i've had probobly in the past couple months, well okay since the last time we played in december most likely. I also had a hell of a time trying to hold on to my guitar picks, I musta dropped it 4 or 5 seperate times.

They are all just sooooo good at their instruments, at times I feel very out of place. Roger, the most amazing guitarist under the age of 20 on the east coast. Not only am i lucky to have played with him, and recieved instruction from him, but im also lucky to have him as such a good friend. Sean on the drums, hes got soooo much potential. He's great as it is already, but if he just applied himself and played more often he could be one of the best. He's so versatile in his drumming style, he never repeats anything. And matt on the bass, he plays a big 6 stringer but man, he slaps like noone else ive seen. All these guys are amazing. But i just feel like i have nothing to offer. Im not a great song writer, not a great guitarist, and not a great singer. And thats what they need. I know they enjoy playing with me but I don't think its anything more than just the love of the music. I wouldn't fit in with them on anything more than a fooling around basis, I just dont write well enough, PLAIN & SIMPLE.

After we played at Jimmie's we went out to Reston to watch Less Traveled at the Cincinatti Cafe. They really are incredible. A true all-star band. Bass, Drums, Guitar (minus the rhythm player, he doesn't really do to much for their sound) all amazing. Roger plays with them on a regular basis, whenever hes home he usually gets to sit in for a song or two. He was gonna play with em tonight but I couldn't stay due to my commitment to attend school bright and early in the mornin'! Workin' all day tomorrow, on such a nice day too! I really wanted to wash my car. But I guess i'll survive, friday is pay day, and nothing puts you in a better mood than a big fat check!

Current Mood: happy

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Tuesday, March 5th, 2002
11:36 pm
Fun Tests
I took a couple of fun tests I found, here are the results!


So which letter of the alphabet matches YOUR personality, huh?



PG-13

Now we're getting somewhere - your actions are
now past pre-teen level, and you're beginning to
display some more mature content in your life


"Which Movie Classification Are You?"
Test created by Jamie - take it here.

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5:33 pm
Car work started!
Today eric and I finally got to work on the car! It was really cool if I may say so myself. I learned so much in just one hours time. We took the old 350 small block that he had taken out of the 34 ford 3 years ago and started diassembling it. EVERYTHING came off. The only things that stayed in the block were the crank shaft, pistons, and piston rods. It was soooo awesome! I enjoyed every minute of it. And I also learned how to use power tools (powered by compressed air). I hate to say it but I think I will remember more of the stuff I learned today than the stuff I learn in class on a daily basis.

Heres one of my favorite poems. Its a spoken part at the end of a song by the Moody Blues. I heard it on the radio today and just knew I had to put it in my journal. Here it is.....

Breathe deep in the gathering gloom
Watch lights fade from every room
Bedsitter people look back and lament
Another day's useless energy's spent
Impassioned lovers wrestle as one
Lonely man cries for love and has none
New mother picks up and suckles her son
Senior citizens wish they were young
Cold-hearted orb that rules the night
Removes the colors from our sight
Red is grey and yellow white
And we decide which is right
And which is an illusion?

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Sunday, March 3rd, 2002
11:17 pm
What a weekend! Psyche!
Well the snowboarding trip ended up being pretty boring afterall. Goes as follows.....

Left friday afternoon, say ummm around 7pm. Tyler, Patrick (my brother), SB, Becca, Kat, and I. Wintergreen was about 3 hours away, no biggie, the time pretty much flew by when we were driving.

It Had been a few months since I had last drank any sort of alcohol aside from new years in which I had a glass or two of champagne. Seeing as how we were able to obtain alcohol through one of Beccas friends, at least we wouldn't be bored at night. Everyone drank, everyone got drunk. I didn't drink too much, but somehow managed to wake up with a little headache in the morning. Friday evening was allright, nothin' special.

Much to my delight, when I awoke saturday morning it was snowing! The weather forecasts had called for rain, but for once, insted of calling for snow and getting rain, we got snow when they called for rain! Here in Herndon we faced as extreme lack of snow this winter. I think I heard something on the radio the other day, 3rd warmest winter in the history of weather record keeping for Northern Va, and 2nd dryest winter ever as well. Come noon, the snow was non existent and a cold frigid rain took its place, melting all the snow that had accumulated over the last couple hours. Our outing to Wintergreen was looking bleak at this point, but still we hoped for the rain to turn over to snow. It never happened.

Everyone took a nap at one point and time that day, except me. I tried to get some reading done for history class but I didn't accomplish too much. Everyone ended up watching some really weird movie on the disney channel. Man and i'll tell you what, the disney channel has gone to shit lately. They never show anything good!
We went to the closest food mart (20 minutes away) and got some pizzas and spaghetti-o's to cook up for dinner. When we got back the power was out. So much for cooking those pizzas in the electric powered over! The spaghetti-o's were cookable by placing them in a pot and putting it on top of the gas powered heater! boy they took a long time to cook.

The power stayed out for a long long time. Being out in the middle of nowhere without any power was kind of frightening, yet at the same time interesting. By this time the rain had not let up, but picked up insted. If you went out on the deck you could see nothing. You stared into the vast abyss of the night, while unwelcome thoughts of vile creatures and beings raced through your head. I had never experienced darkness so dense in my life.

Everyone drank again, and like before, it was allright, nothin' special. It was nice to get away for a few days, but I was glad to be back. That combination of people is too much for me to handle. It was an annoying weekend you could also say.

Well we have our group presentation for speech development class monday morning. That should be fun, too bad I have no idea what i'm gonna talk about during the presentation. Ahhh but you see thats half the fun!

"The warm summer breezes, french wines and cheeses. Put his ambition at bay. The summers and winters, scattered like splinters, and four or five years slipped away" -Jimmy Buffet

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