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[14 May 2005|06:05pm] |
A sparkle is had by the glance from your eyes to mine,
the essence of ecstasy evolves into the sweetest wine,
A man is mesmerized by the starry reflection of ones eyes.
With realizations of a future embedded in one beautiful vixen,
A craving emerges in the pits of emotion,
To drawn himself in a fountain of her kisses,
A kiss sweeter then nectar from Eden,
Angels weep in jealously proclaiming your more divine.
Each touch from your fingertips,
Is an eclipse,
Fulfilled and sealed with the touch of your lips,
Upon yours to mine,
Intoxicated by your touch, I struggle to walk the proverbial line.
For the goddess that you are,
I would climb from the sun to the moon,
To find you hanging from a star, with your arms wide open,
My hearts a bloom,
More then a rose garden in June.
Hearts have never collided like this before.
Yearning for seven days and twenty four hours more,
Behind the word fate is the meeting of our two eternal souls,
Already you complete mine whole.
I hold my breath in eternal bliss,
Awaiting one morsel of your kiss,
A beauty to behold,
Our romance is the greatest love story not yet told.
You are the woman I wish to always hold.
Fear collides as luck runs amuck,
In the foggiest of cobblestone streets,
The future is baron and bleak,
As the moon reveals a peak,
Crimson is revealed,
As red, turns to dead,
The pain is finally healed,
Of a love that wasnt real.
Angels loose their wings,
Dreamers cease to dream.
The lover lays,
As night turns to day.
Angels sigh, to behold the most bittersweet goodbye.
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[14 May 2005|03:48pm] |
Fortune, fame, mirror vain
Gone insane, but the memory remains
Heavy rings on fingers wave
Another star denies the grave
See the nowhere crowd cry the nowhere tears of honor
Like twisted vines that grow
Hide and swallow mansions whole
And dim the light of an already faded prima donna
Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane
Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane
But the memory remains
Heavy rings hold cigarettes
Up to lips that time forgets
While the Hollywood sun sets behind your back
And can't the band play on
Just listen, they play my song
Ash to ash, dust to dust
Fade to black
Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane
Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane
Dance little tin goddess
Drift away, fade away
Little tin goddess
Ash to ash, dust to dust
Fade to black
Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane
Fortune, fame, mirror vain, gone insane
But the memory remains
Ash to ash, dust to dust
Fade to black, the memories remain, yeah
To this faded prima donna
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Dance little tin goddess dance
Say yes - at least say hello
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[12 May 2005|10:04pm] |
I engulfed 50 ounces of water today, that was fun. Work was great banging on a keyboard for 9hours a day, is life, I tell ya.
TGIF Mother fuckers.
It's ironic that the "little brother" is now playing the role of big brother, he's like my agent or something advises me of what to do and not to do.
'shakes head'
It's 9:54pm and no one is here, think Nick had a game? No one told me about it though, that makes me feel like shit.
Tell me this people. Why in the hell do people drive 25mph in a 55mph? It's like they desire to control it all, what makes it worse
is when the son of a bitch cuts you off, pulling out from like Texaco gas station or something, then decides to drive 25mph, while
you gotta ride their ass, till the next chance to pass them, in some cases you cant, per traffic. What I do at night, is put my emergency lights on,
MOVE BITCH GET OUT THE WAY!
Tell me this people. Why do people lie? It's like they think people won't find out whats going on, assume that piss poor little sorry lies, will just
float right on over. For the love of Moses, we live in Southwest VA, the most village part of it, things spread and words go around.
Tell me this people. Why do people always secure back ups. It's like a roster with some people, they'll have a him/her in the bullpen as the sturdy
guy friend they rush to talk to, or girl they are just so close with, when something goes array, its show time. While they tell the person their with
oh he's just a friend. Right.
Tell me this people. Why do people want to be gangster black? I mean some ganster people are the dumbest sons of bitches in the world, it's like
if the world just blew up, they'd be at the basketball court like nothing is going on or happened, worrying about their airforce one and big booty ho's.
I guess that's cool to talk all of this mumbo jumbo shit that dont make sense, "Yo, I needz these shoes, don't really know why, but I do needz them,
ya heard." Yeah I heard.
The above mentioned is just an array of bitchings, with no real person in mind, just me setting here for five minutes wanting something to write about.
I've taken a six-month break from this toliet, come back and BAM, no one comments! I've lost my fan base. www.whatthefuck.com
Now.
One more thing. I hate this...
when you're using the public toilet, someone will walk in. Lets say your in the middle of doing what your doing, or about to start, it sucks that in most cases
you dont want to make any noises, because what if they laugh, or what if everyone outside can hear you? I hate this people will actually stand in the bathroom
and sniff, it's a constant sniff, even though if you're business havent started. I've noticed people will actually take their time just so they can sniff.
Whats wrong with the world? I hold my breath when people are on the shitter. I hate pubic restrooms.
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[11 May 2005|03:57pm] |
All work and no play makes Jack a very dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a very dull boy.
All work and no play makes Jack a very dull boy.
This is the best I have at this moment. Well this weekend I might get to see
kicking and screaming and have outback. woo.
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[18 Mar 2005|04:49pm] |
table border='0' cellpadding='5' cellspacing='0' width='600'><tr><td> </td><td> You scored as Sci-Fi/Fantasy. You scored Sci-Fi/Fantasy. Depending on the movie this might not deserve a "Congratulations", but you're interested in the future and imaginary worlds far from your own. You probably wish you could be somebody else, or live in one of the worlds from your favourite movies. Check out: Lord of the Rings, Spiderman, Star Wars, The Matrix.
Sadistic Humour | | 80% | Sci-Fi/Fantasy | | 80% | Mindless Action Flick | | 70% | Artistic | | 45% | Mindfuck | | 40% | Romantic Comedy | | 35% | Drama/Suspense | | 35% | </td></tr>
Movie Recommendation.
created with QuizFarm.com</table>
 | You scored as Sadistic Humour. Congratulations, you scored Sadistic Humour. You find the little things in life to be funny, and have a great sense of humour, whether it's stupid or dark. You're probably young, and older people don't understand why it's all so fucking hillarious. Either way, check out: Clerks, Mallrats, Napoleon Dynamite, Wayne's World.
Sadistic Humour | | 80% | Sci-Fi/Fantasy | | 80% | Mindless Action Flick | | 70% | Artistic | | 45% | Mindfuck | | 40% | Romantic Comedy | | 35% | Drama/Suspense | | 35% | </td>
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[02 Mar 2005|11:42pm] |
Which Family Guy Character are you? Take the Quiz!
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[28 Feb 2005|10:56pm] |
Fuck you all.
Jdiddy Cool
is back.
Bitches.
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[18 Feb 2005|12:51am] |
The hell with "the new and improved icq"
HALF of my freaking list is composed of contact numbers, not names!
Can't rename the people, can't delete the damn people! If someone comes online, i have to update their info
just to see who they are, I find out who they are, delete their sorry ass, BAM back again.
Just got done working on a cover letter, so I can come off like a cocky bastard, its great
I'm acting like I'm Wallstreet.
Downloaded a browser on download.com, its called Avant, better then IE.
IE is eaten up with spyware and virus's, I can't kill.
Someone hold me.
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[17 Feb 2005|09:35pm] |
Fuck people.
Just had to say that.
Hopefully I'll get a job soon, may sale my car and get something lesser, such as jeep
sunfire, used eclipse or something...car payment is killing me.
Running 2miles a day in shorts, with lowcut socks, in 30degree weather..priceless.
Oh also, i'm going on a shopping spree once I have income again and going to get mad clothes.
Mad. Mad.
Lebron, Kidd, Grant Hill are my fav playa's and there on the East Team this weekend. yeah baby. Well not Kidd.
But Lebron and Hill are.
People can ya fucking comment? It would be nice to get something.
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[09 Feb 2005|02:03pm] |
I'm lucky to have some cool ass friends, alot of you have been there for me over the years, I appericate it and love you all, you know who ya are.
really starting to hate telemarkters they got my cell phone number, any suggestions? I've tried Justins dead, puck off, no hablo english, and saying Food City video, what can I help you with. Still they won't stop. Make the bad people stop.
May join Clintwood gym, once McCoy helps me get that job, yeah amanda! Step up to the plate for Jdiddy Cool. I'm a member of Hardrock, alas the gym is in Norton, havent paid my dues in 2years, still got a key though. Would be nice just to wake up, waddle over to Cwood gym and work out. Also have the nasty ass sore throat thats going around, may God have mercy on you're soul if you get that, cause you dont want it, trust me. I've been a laid back nice Justin lately, which is rare.
Constantine comes out really soon, feb 16th, must see flick. People leave me some comments, throw me a friggin bone.
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[08 Feb 2005|09:54pm] |
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I want Olive Garden.
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[30 Jan 2005|12:20am] |
LJ world
I've lost touch with alot of ya'll
if you wanna reach out and uh touch someone
justymaximus, yahoo id
justycm aol
208-874-896
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[29 Jan 2005|02:15pm] |
Are you a mexi-can or a mexi-cant?
What is that movie from? Question of the day.
Happy Bday to Kristen. Amanda you're gonna have to help a brother out with that job; or i'm airforce bound, I'll have a need for speed and be like Top Gun, you wouldnt want me flying a jet would you?
What does this area need? A bob sled team. Instead of a Jamican bobsled team, we can have a southwest virginia one. I have a dream, but sadly thats not it. It's for every man or woman, to not have to work in customer service, or maybe just me. My dream is to make money without being a whore for people, please help a brother out.
What to watch today? Today is DVD day baby.
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[29 Jan 2005|01:02pm] |
STELLA!!!!!!!!!
STELLLLLLLLLLLA!
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[29 Jan 2005|01:00pm] |
Snow really isnt a good thing, to bad its not summer, instead of this winter hell.
What am I doing? Oh cleaning my stupid room, now that's fun. So much freaking fun! I may break out a few dvd's today, might go old school and watch some 80s stuff. I called her awhile ago, yeah we had a good conversation 'rolls eyes', my brain is mush after waking up and she didnt have much to talk about, so I'm like call me back later. Better then setting there talking about nothing.
Yeah summer's cool, I get all tanned and usually happier. I must be bored to write in Live Journal, LIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE Journal, not dead journal, not drunken journal, but LIVE JOURNAL. hooya.
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[24 Jan 2005|10:26pm] |
Hi
I am updating my address book and it would be very helpful if you could click on the link below and enter your contact details for me:
http://www.bebo.com/friends/1390971a3350370b22
I am using a service that keeps contact details current, just update your own contact details and then the changes appear in selected friends' address books. When I update my contact details you will see them in your address book.
Thank you for helping.
Justin
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[24 Jan 2005|12:13pm] |
Snow is the devil, a cold debbil.
Debbil of the cold, the snow is.
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[25 Nov 2004|12:17pm] |
Hey peeps
Watch Cowboys Vs Bears today...
Julius vs Thomas
had the pleasure of watching both and being on the same field as Julius, can't wait to watch it.
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[23 Nov 2004|10:10am] |
Nothing makes my day like hearing a fucking commerical
for womens birth control, 4 periods a year! 4 periods a year!
i'm trying to eat, dear god.
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