In all my travels, I've come across plenty of types of people. The kind that are the best at hurting other people are the ones who make up their own truthes. They are fake people living fake lives. They are jaded by their overactive imaginations or their lying and cheating to get "what's supposed to be comming to them" or to give, "the justice someone deserves." What
I don't know what to say. Things get so out of hand anymore. If I could get out of this, get away, even when my heart is torn, I think that I'd do it, to get away from the madness. I know that there isn't any innocence, behind those beautiful eyes, and I know that it doesn't make any sense, to hurt so bad that I cry. It hur
I have finally been given a chance to finally reconcile with my past and move onward. I'm excited about the prospects of it. Life is ok. It's ok. The wings are a little troublesome, but things are ok. I bought a new belt yesterday. It's long enough for me to completely pull them in, and hold them in place. That way, I can actually wear a normal t-shirt. <
Back before I changed, back when I was a "normal" person, I used to go to a movie and sit where I wanted to. I'd go with friends, see a flick, and then leave and go home. Maybe grab some popcorn, a pop if I had spare cash, and enjoy the movie. Once we even went theatre hopping, and saw 3 movies. Now if I want to see a movie for some strange reason in the the
Something tells me, nothing will ever make sense. Somehow you tell them, this is going to take patience. I just don't know when, when I'm going to wake up, I just know that, something's gonna make up. Please tell me, tell me what to do, Please give me, another thing to lose. I don't think, That I can r
I'm not in any way offended by a guy running across the border or putting himself in a shipping crate for two weeks to get to America to get a job. I just think that there are legal ways to immigrate, and they should be used. If a person really wants to be part of the great country we live in, then he or she can spend the time and money necissary to immigrate legally. As for undermining the system with your 30 billion dollars, can I laugh at y
The problem with your observation is that it isn't pure. You've slanted the position to make the conservative look like a demon, while at the same time making the liberal point of view look angelic. If anyone wants to come to America to get a job, then good for them. However, there are legal ways to become a citizen. Hell, there are legal ways to get to America as an immigrant worker. Illegal immigration also comes from China, an
Force me to care. Force me to cry, force me to do all the things I hate to do. Push me over the ledge into the bottomless pit below, and then stand back and laugh. Push your agendas on me, push me over the edge to insanity. DO IT! All it takes is one more snide comment, one more hypocritical word. All it takes is one more tiny bit o
Another story of mine about me! Woo hoo! Buckle your seat-belts, and please keep all limbs inside the vehicle at all times. If you feel you need to go to the restroom at anytime, please get up from your computer and find the nearest john. Thank you and enjoy the ride! Normal relationships? Hah, that’s a good one. I don’t have normal relationships. I used to
I guess it happens sometimes. I figured they would have botched the order anyway, but at least it would have filled my stomach. Thanks for the replies! On Angel's Wings, RFeathers
Life is strange like that some times. The best advice I can give is to follow your heart. On Angel's Wings RFeathers
Thank you so much, Sally! I'll read up on your stuff, you seem like a nice person. Thank you for the welcome. On Angel's Wings, RFeathers
Being me is hard sometimes. I’ll relate a story, so you get the picture. It’s one of my better days. I walk into a small McDonalds late at night to get some grub. It was fairly warm outside, so I guessed I’d get my food on the fly. I walk up to the counter and ask for a Big Mac meal. Not too hard, right? Well, apparently some new kid had gotten shifted off
Interesting, to say the least. I guess coming to see my blog was good for the both of us. Keep it cool, and keep it coming. On Angel's Wings, RFeathers
Thank you! Sometimes being winged is hard. Thank you for your support. On Angel's Wings, RFeathers
Different. Hmm, now that’s the word I’d use to describe myself. Not because I wear all black clothing. Not because I can’t play basketball well. Different in a sense that I’m not like everyone else, in a way that is “more” different than other different things out there. I don’t bend in a million different directions. I can’t sing well. I don’t have a “role model.” F
Thanks WiseFawn! I like my name and signature too! On Angel's Wings, RFeathers
Actually, If I've read the credits correctly, Robert Langdon is an actual person... The artist for the Illuminati brands in "Angels and Demons". On Angel's Wings, RFeathers
Seems like maybe you might have hit a mental brick wall, and the mirror is the vent point for all that frustration... Salaam. Maybe it's not the mirror, but something else. Think about it. The other bloggers seem to have worked out your mirror problem itself, but is there another problem you might have on your mind? On Angel's Wings, RFeathers
Hi Ravenblack! Welcome to JoeUser, I guess! On Angel's Wings, RFeathers
Thanks! Uh, what's Maxwellian mean? I'm guessing it's some sort of code of ethics or something, or it might just be a fan club.... Maybe something to do with your last name??? Anyway, cool, thank you for the greeting. On Angel's Wings, RFeather
JoeUser.... I've heard about this blog site from a friend, so I figured that I'd give it a try. I've never done a blog site before, so I'm hoping for a good experience here. Take a look around, I guess, I'll be posting on and off, so hopefully I'll have new things on here every once and a while. On Angel's Wings RFeather <!-- Ju-Anc
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