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Login:	MengMan
Role:	Community Supporter
Mood:	Great - Mood history
Real Name:	Joe
Gender:	Male
Status:	Not specified
Location:	North East, Pennsylvania, U.S.A.
Birthdate:	May 1, 1987, I'm 21 and a Taurus
My +Buddies:	ShootingStar, .:BananA.FunK:., AlienStripes, baiwansong, Band-Aid, BasS\|SicK, blueeyes4eva, Catalystic, crazeejay, Daytripper137, DigglerDude, DynamicUno, HomerSimpson1, Jemmy, Ka0z2012, Kensington, mleone26, mR.DumAuss, OllieStover, professional, sara_191, Shmyro, SirJCK37, sketchmurphy, Spaceman137, stoned_alone, waikiki42o, \|\|M!StA\|\|, ~Cynical~
+Buddy Of:	ShootingStar, .:BananA.FunK:., baiwansong, BasS\|SicK, blueeyes4eva, Catalystic, crazeejay, dailyspecial, Daytripper137, DigglerDude, DJ-Quadraphonic, ERaVeRgIrL, gorjessx, Hwapha, Jemmy, Ka0z2012, Kensington, krazy_betch, mR.DumAuss, permicandi, professional, Shmyro, Spaceman137, STaR-FLoWeR, stoned_alone, TrIpSy8, waikiki42o
Bio:	Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free. Hold me closer tiny dancer Count the headlights on the highway Lay me down in sheets of linen you had a busy day today We're like actors, turned loose in this world to wander in search of a phantom, endlessly searching for a half-formed shadow of our lost reality. When others demand that we become the people they want us to be, they force us to destroy the person we really are. It's a subtle kind of murder. The most loving parents and relatives commit this murder with smiles on their faces. -Jim Morrison Now renegades are the people with their own philosophies They change the course of history Everyday people like you and me We're the renegades we're the people With our own philosophies We change the course of history Everyday people like you and me C'mon We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk We're the renegades of funk GET UP, STAND UP DONT GIVE UP THE FIGHT! "He who makes a beast of himself gets rid of the pain of being a man" Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Though I know that evenin's empire has returned into sand, Vanished from my hand, Left me blindly here to stand but still not sleeping. My weariness amazes me, I'm branded on my feet, I have no one to meet And the ancient empty street's too dead for dreaming. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Take me on a trip upon your magic swirlin' ship, My senses have been stripped, my hands can't feel to grip, My toes too numb to step, wait only for my boot heels To be wanderin'. I'm ready to go anywhere, I'm ready for to fade Into my own parade, cast your dancing spell my way, I promise to go under it. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Though you might hear laughin', spinnin', swingin' madly across the sun, It's not aimed at anyone, it's just escapin' on the run And but for the sky there are no fences facin'. And if you hear vague traces of skippin' reels of rhyme To your tambourine in time, it's just a ragged clown behind, I wouldn't pay it any mind, it's just a shadow you're Seein' that he's chasing. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. Then take me disappearin' through the smoke rings of my mind, Down the foggy ruins of time, far past the frozen leaves, The haunted, frightened trees, out to the windy beach, Far from the twisted reach of crazy sorrow. Yes, to dance beneath the diamond sky with one hand waving free, Silhouetted by the sea, circled by the circus sands, With all memory and fate driven deep beneath the waves, Let me forget about today until tomorrow. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to. Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me, In the jingle jangle morning I'll come followin' you. -Bob Dylan - Mr Tambourine Man R.I.P. Hunter S. Thompson 1937-2005 R.I.P. Brian Joseph Hilinkski...1986-2005 CHAPTER 37 HAS BEGUN . . . Pennywise - Bro Hymn (slightly modified for Brian Hilinski)..... To all my friends present past and beyond especially those who werent with us Too long life is the most precious thing you can lose while you were here fun Was never ending laugh a minute only the beginning Brian Joseph Hilinski This ones for you ever get the feeling you cant go on just remember whose Side it is that youre on youve got friends with you till the end if youre Ever in a tough situation well be there with no hesitation brotherhoods our Rule that cannot bend when youre feeling too close to the bottom you know Who it is you can count on someone will pick you up again we can conquer any- Thing together all of us are bonded forever if you die I die thats the way it Is
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