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*WARNING* Driver only caries twenty dollars in ammunition!,.....,
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Some stuff from online tests that I found amusing, true in some ways.......Angela, Freud would say your strongest unconscious conflict stems from events that happened when you were a Toddler. He would also conclude that relative to others, your personality today is moderately affected by the events of your childhood. It appears that your biggest unconscious conflict that still afflicts you stems from what Freud defined as the anal stage of development that occurred when you were between a year and a half and three years old. Freud would say that this conflict can manifest in your personality by giving you a tendency to be especially orderly or clean, or "retentive." You may also harbor a strong rebellious streak. This normally happens when parent’s toilet-train a child on some kind of schedule, rather than at the child's natural pace and the child naturally reacts by struggling for their autonomy and the legitimacy of their needs. [I'm still laughing, aren't you? hehe] Freud defined five psychosexual developmental stages that everyone goes through on their way from infancy to adolescence. And each of those stages is associated with adult personality traits. At each stage, we all had to overcome certain "conflicts" or hurdles as we learned new skills and developed relationships with others. No one gets through all five stages without having trouble with at least one of them. And it's this unresolved "trouble" that Freud encouraged people to travel back to, recognize, and overcome. [blah, blah, blah...hehe] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Angela, your subconscious mind is driven most by Sexuality [WooHoo!!] The world is a sexy place for you — your erotic self leads the way. Whether this is because you're presently in a great physical relationship or simply want one, you are much more aware of the sexual undertones in situations than most people. This heightened focus, coupled with your vivid imagination, can make you more likely to have original — at times risqué — interpretations of things that other people might see as innocuous. Your subconscious is telling you that you are very much alive, and have a great deal of passion to bring to life. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Your personality is actually determined by two personality sub-types - your primary, or dominant sub-type, and your secondary sub-type. You are a Secret Agent which means you are a Thinker / Seeker Your primary sub-type is defined by "Thinker" characteristics and your secondary sub-type is defined by "Seeker" characteristics. [I think it's telling me I work in sub mode...heh] That means you're basically a smart, shrewd loner. Chances are although you prefer solitude, you're a deeply caring person full of energy and ideas. On a personal level, you're sensitive. You may worry too much about how you compare to others, and your mood suffers under such intense personal scrutiny. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ We won't call the Vice Squad quite yet, but you're just a few crazy nights away from officially becoming "naughty." You've broken your share of rules — maybe had a few flings, taken some serious risks, embellished the truth every now and again to save your skin — but you're still nice when it counts. If it's dangerous, cruel, or really illegal, chances are you haven't done it. Which is probably just as it should be. We all like to walk on the wild side now and then (it can be so much fun to be bad!), but it's important to strike a balance and keep your urges in check. You're doing pretty darn well so far — keep up the good work! .............[Funny uh? =p ] ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Song quotes] “I’m sympathetic, never letting on I feel the way I do As I’m falling apart again at the seam The same old feelings are taking over and I can’t seem to make them go away And I can’t take all the pressure sober, but I can’t seem to make it go away “,.........., ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “I've got the understanding of a 4-year-old, an the piece of mind of a killers soul I've got the rationale of a New York cop, an the patience of a chopping block. I've got the acumen of a seasoned pro, an the legacy of a billion souls I've got the world on my back , but I don't seem to care, an I’ve got the comprehension of a world unaware. Laid out on my back I can't sleep cause I'm falling, eyes in my teeth I can't see cause I'm eating, head full of noise I can't think cause it's crushing, back on my feet like a freight train I'm coming”,......., ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ “I am; A little bit of loneliness, A little bit of disregard, A handful of complaints But I can't help the fact, That everyone can see these scars. I am; What I want you to want, What I want you to feel But it's like, No matter what I do I can't convince you To just believe this is real. I am; A little bit insecure, A little unconfident 'Cause you don't understand I do what I can But sometimes I don't make sense. I am; What you never want to say, But I've never had a doubt It's like no matter what I do I can't convince you For once just to hear me out. So I, let go Watching you Turn your back like you always do Face away and pretend that I'm not But I'll be here 'Cause you're all that I got.”,....., ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Care to know why I have the above quotes..ask.
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December 13, 2004
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November 20, 2004
Shes a kick ass chic to talk to and funny as hell! {{{HUGS}}}
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"Thinking damn it...Knowing I have to go to sleep, knowing I’m really going to regret it, can’t stop thinking of all the crap I have to do, I don’t want to drive, you drive, driving makes me sick. I’ll just sit here. Look Ma! No hands!! Like it matters. It’s ok, my son’s are a happy living sleep, that’s a joy that will never end, as I sit here listing to the music form a site I looked up for The Raven, it’s been in my head. Sprite, I need to drink more sprite. And where’s my vodka, I can’t find where I put it. I need it damn it, I can’t stand with out it. It helps me sleep. Damn that’s what I didn’t want to hear, sleep why do I hate it so much? I know. Blood, pain, lust, hate, pain, blood, violence, damn it, they all run together. Close my eyes and I can stay here for ever. Eating my crumpets, and drinking Irish tea. Cry damn it! All I fucking need to do, but no, not me, fucking rock, almost sand but never there. Just like sex, try so hard, the BAM its over, my nightmares last longer than that. Sleep, that’s my enemy, I hit them in my sleep, they don’t see, they don’t care, why should I? I’m the only fucking one who does, and why? Damn solitude, what the hell did I do to get condemned with this lot? Now who’s pissed at me. Cool, it’s the moon, I like it when its red, red is good, red is calm. Calm, that’s not something I say everyday, wait, yes, calm down, I’m always saying that. But I never do, I keep going, like a fucking bullet, just waiting to hit my head, take everyone down with me, heh. Waters the best place to be, I could drown in a water fall and live forever, but would I want to? I know now that as soon as I open my eyes, it will all be the same, I’m wood damn it, stay away from fire, I burn, and I can burn you. Fuck, just make it stop, make the thoughts go away, why do they need to be there, why do they grab my feet when I sty to walk. Don’t they know I remember? How the hell could I forget something like that? I mean, more than subconscious scars linger, more than physical pain echoes. Why can’t my head just stop? Bang! There, bleed it out, make it die, kill it, lay them to rest, I don’t want to think, thinking is a dangerous pass time, can’t you tell by now? Can’t you see what the haunting’s have done? I stand bleeding before your eyes, you don’t see, can’t you see the blood, running from me? Crawling toward you? I can’t save you from myself, cause I’m not myself, neither are you, it’s a lie damn it. Go ahead, say I’m petty, say I have a lot to learn, say my pain is suffocating me, say its killing me. Let it. Once I’m dead, I can live again. You need to die to survive, don’t you see? If you walk about alive, your too aware, your to careful, your tight, tight won’t cut it here, you can’t be dry in your life, stay cold. Stay dead; just shoot yourself and move on with you life. Yes, I’m here alone, so are you, damn it. Lock yourself up for a night, just you, cry, feel, drink, alone, you wont come out of it alive, you’ll see that living dead is living, and you can do it alone. You don’t need anyone, no one needs you. Just go, die and be happy, no, not happy, in bliss, not like the ignorant, but like no one else sees what you do. You on the out side, I’m always looking in, I don’t know how to walk through that door, I don’t want to, I can hold myself just fine. I’m alone, the sun is dead, shot last night, didn’t you get the memo? You need a memo to go through life, ‘cause, yeah, its too hard to see with your eyes open. Look through dead eyes and you can see anything. You’ll see that you’d looking in, never wanted, and why would you want to be? What do you get? Silence is colder than death. That’s why I say die! Die. Die right now, and get on with you life. Pass the sugar please." ©
When you lose a ball, it can really hurt.
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