In my first marriage she got pregnant. Then in rehab I met this lady and she got pregnant. She didn't want to get married. Then I remarried my ex and she got pregnant, again. It wasn't just her fault for getting pregnant. She had help from me. I still think it is funny when she tried to put the diaphragm and it wouldn't fit and finding out the reason it wouldn't fit was because she never took the last one out. I think if both the man and woman both got pregnant there would be less pregnancies. Just a theory.
Thank you, Meil. I have lived online since 1995 so to speak. Thats 11 years so being offline line for a while was like a major accomplishment. Yup, I am addicted bad, lol. I had to do something to keep me from going mad, lol.
Sweet spirit you give me a chance. Your creative power makes dance. Where no hope seems to exist and where adversity persists; You help me to be humble so that I will not stumble. Sometimes the wait is so long but eventually you come along. My patience has been sorely tried but in you I have always relied. You make a path even through pain and you do it where I would strain. I follow your true compass because this to shall pass.
Beautiful days of the lost Lenore. So many things are not like before. The past has changed me some how. Things I have went through and then now.
Shadows of the past still haunt me. A future that could of been daunts me. Choices made in the day felt at night. Dreams unfurl like a prisoner in flight.
The birds sing your name on high. I chance to hear them as they fly by. You still wonder through my mind. My thoughts of you are still kind.
I knew our time was so short lived. I have felt robbed for so much you gived. I could not understand how much you cared. So many things about you I was unaware.
Shadows cast from a forgotten realm. We were both stationed at the helm. I have lost you so many times. You were cut down in your prime.
How can I still not think of you for you to me you were so true. I remember your passing from me but also you made yourself for me.
You made an impression on me, honey. You stayed with me when we had no money. You gave all of yourself to me. You took me even with my history.
How I long to remember you in life. How I really miss my one true wife. Our picture I still have in my room. It is not to me a picture of doom.
You gave to me all of your heart and of my life you were so much a part. You lived in my life by my side and upon my dreams you still ride.
I pour out my love to you my dearest one. I remember your presence my cherished one. I will always remember what we had even if it drives me plum mad.
It is a day of extreme grieving and my tears I feel you are recieving. Comfort my darkness woman I love. Fly to my heart like a dove.
Help me to remember the love we had. Help me to forget some of this bad. Help me to stand tall in this time of need. Help me to walk on my own like you freed.
Calm my nerves like you did in life. Help me to cope with all this strife. Help me to make sense of it all like you did before your fall.
Take some of this pain for it is much to bear. I am just trying to live with you not here. I am trying to fill in your shoes. I am trying to pay my dues.
This emptiness that you left that makes me feel so bereft. This longing for what I can't undo. Dorthea, you are a dream reaper, too.
You are such a sanity ripper when you try to be my skipper. The way you play with my mind with words that are so unkind.
You come to me in my darkest hour mascarading as a harmless flower just to rip up my serenity and try to take my sanity.
But I am on to you and the things you try to do. You try to take me with you power and think I will give in and cower.
You don't think I am wise enough to know that you like it rough. You don't know I have inner peace and I don't need your disease.
You try to lick my brain thinking my thoughts will drain. You try clawing my supropharyngeaneal ganglia but don't you know my thoughts will hang ya.
You think my brain is like a juicy mellon for your fangs you evil hellion. You lick your lips for my brain is tempting but it is humanity that you are preemptying.
Your nails feel like sharp spikes as you try to figure out my likes. You probe me with a mental storm as you try to enter my brain's dorm.
You prey on my innocent way and to you it is like play. Thinking you can take my thoughts away so you fill it in your own way.
My thoughts are mine and they are like wine. They flow through me as you try to drink me.
You ate me up and spat me out but I am still here I shout. I won't go away just so that you can stay.
Run your tests as you may. Probe deep I say. Try to find me in this mess. I love it when you try to second guess.
Sanity ripper I am my own skipper. I think my own thoughts and you are caught.
I stayed in Transmagrifrica all day because the demons were away and there was only me with my new found serenity.
I built a big fire liken unto a funeral pyre and I tried to burn the past but I knew it wouldn't last.
Not in my lifetime would they stay away because with my head they like to play. I am just a spectacle for their delight and it doesn't matter if it is day or night.
I am just a victim of my own mind and I am not always so kind. Some days I can be brutally possessed because of the wickedness I transgressed.
But is nice during the dormant times when I can forget my crimes and all of the darkness of my mind where reality leaves me blind.
I have found a friend in you. You have done all you promised to. You have comforted me when I was down. You have been great to be around.
You shared a shoulder when I needed a friend. You gave your hand and helped me to mend. All these things I was going through but still a call comes from you.
You have tried to understand me. You have given me a piece of serenity. You have opened my eyes to a better way. You have kept me sane, today.
When I was down you were there. You have shown that you care. You have took some of the pressure away. You have let me know I am okay.
I have struggled to deal with things. Your friendship has been comforting. I am sorry that we haven't been together. I am still stuck in this stormy weather.
There is a part of me that wants to let go. Then there is that part of me that won't let go. I am still growing and learning things. I am still grieving and suffering.
Who knows what the future may bring. I am still holding to this single thing. I have been hurt and afraid of change. It is like my life has to rearrange.
I am still trying to get my priorities straight. I am trying to pay my bills before they are late. I am working through my problems, today. I know that they just won't go away.
I am not trying to ignore you but to myself I want to be true. My life has changed from what it used to be and I question if with you I can still be free.
I like having this new voice. I like having this freedom of choice. My life is evolving and is not the same. I want you to know I am not playing a game.
Now is the time for friendship to explore. Now is the time for so much more. It would be so easy to take the soft and easier way but I want to be certain of who I am today.
I have found a friend in you. I hope you have found a friend in me, too. Some day things might be different than this but today I must find the me I have missed.
Calm down. Not yet. Remember we need more bullets. There, there that a good human. Just keep taking the meds and shining the pretty AK47. Remember we want to save up for the nice scope and those special night glasses. It will be ok. We still want the ninja suit and all the fixings. Christmas is still a long way off and we will just keep adding names to the list. You will thank me later. There I see you smiling already. Yes, just keep thinking bigger guns and more plastic explosive. Yes, that nice timer you always wanted. Oh, it is so nice to see you smile. We will just keep on planning. Yes, soon. We will have our day. It is a beautiful morning and just think one day they will say we are sane and they will just forget about us. Yes, yes. Just go back to sleep and keep on dreaming those special dreams. It will all be worth it some day.
Thank you, Laurie. Just look at our constitution. It starts with 'For the people, Of the people and By the people'. Thats beautiful. Then it goes into what is and isn't people and screws it up. So many amendments were added just to get it back on track. People have trouble just taking things at face value. Then you got the bible. Like the burning bush talking to Moses. Good advice was given but would the advice be any less important if a woman had said it? My department head asked me when I was working at Tyson Foods if I would have any trouble working for her or her supervisor. I said no I am just here to do my job. She said many men didn't think of it that way because of the double standard. Her supervisor would flirt with the male maintenance workers and I knew our line would be up and running in no time while the other lines with male supervisors would be still broke. Lol, hey if it works don't fix it, huh, lol. Just like maintenance always says, lol.
Nubian, I can tell you enjoy working with your hands. I got to weave baskets and make those pot holders. I got to supplement my income because those tourists will buy anything, lol. I stuffed those big cotton geese they use for doorstops. I always thought clay would be fun to work with. I used to know a person who had a fire kiln. I had a friend who like to make animals out of car parts, lol. He had this coffee table that was cool. He said I am glad you like it it was my car until I had it crushed and shellacked, lol. He had a chair made out of an automatic transmission turned upside down and chair seat on top of that, lol.
Oh, I bet that was beautiful. I can just imagine it. I know one has to be careful with woodburning tools but you can make some beautiful stuff with it. I liked working with leather. I got to make one of those leather belts. Homemade craft can be really nice. You should see what people are charging for home made quilts around here. Some stuff you just get in the big stores. I had a good time with my grandmother making quilts. My dad made the wooden structure that would hang from the ceiling. I got to cut out scraps. When m dad retired I got to cut up all his od greens, lol. I got to take out my anger against the army for all those times he was overseas in Korea and Vietnam while I was growing up. We made quilts out of all of it, lol. I would thread the needle for my grandmother because her eyes got bad. She gave me a thimble so I stopped sticking the needle in my fingers, lol.
I like the inlaid wood too with different wood pieces put together. I used to make those brain teasers and those puzzle with the wooden golf tees for restaurants. Pets rocks and arkansas switch blades were easy to make too, lol.
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RE: If you make a girl pregnant, what do you do?
In my first marriage she got pregnant. Then in rehab I met this lady and she got pregnant. She didn't want to get married. Then I remarried my ex and she got pregnant, again. It wasn't just her fault for getting pregnant. She had help from me. I still think it is funny when she tried to put the diaphragm and it wouldn't fit and finding out the reason it wouldn't fit was because she never took the last one out. I think if both the man and woman both got pregnant there would be less pregnancies. Just a theory.