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Whiskey-tango-foxtrot, Over?Ok, so I'm just flipping through the cnannels and I see a commercial for this upcoming movie that shall soon be in theatres and it appears that it is a Christmas movie and a horror movie at the same time. I didn't catch the name of the movie as it was the end of the commercial but I want to know who in the hell thinks of this kinda shit? like seriously? Do(es) the person or persons who came up with this idea not already know that Christmas time is already like a horror story in itself? I mean it's the one time of the year that you have to deal with people that you would rather not and just sit back and grit your teeth and get through it. I mean everyone has some kinda relative that they think is just a slight bit off color for whatever reason. If that's not enough then you have to worry about one or more of these relative giving you some real crap gift that you have absolutely no use for, and THEN having to bother with taking the stupid shit back and dealing with those extremely long l
Whispers In The WindI think I will break the Blog Cherry with a dash of my poetry for your tastebuds. Be careful, I am known to be as addictive as sex & chocolate..... Together!
Be sure to let me know if something I write grabs ahold of you. After all.... you are who it was created for! Dr. Charles says..." Take two deep breaths and write me in the morning!"
WHISPERS IN THE WIND - by Charles L. Hull
I thought I heard your name today
Whispered upon the wind,
And it made me think of long ago
And the love you used to send.
Tears fell from my saddened eyes
As I tried so hard to smile
And I had to face the pain inside
From mistakes I’ve made for awhile.
I thought of times I made you cry
And the many times you tried
To carry on and never show
The pain you felt inside.
But sometimes a heart completely breaks
With no way for it to mend,
And I heard your name the day you left
Whispered upon the wind.
So now I face this world alone
As I try to find a way
To deal with all this hurt inside
The WhisperI hear a whisper & look around. I look about me, there's no on to be found. I start to walk again & that's when I begin to hear it. It keeps whispering & I choose to fear it. I start to run but it follows; There's a lump in my throat; I cannot swallow. I turn to look into the lush green... but as before... nothing cam be seen.
~Gwendolyn A (Pepper) Coyne
August 20, 1990
The Whisperer'sIt's Christmas once again my friend
and the angels dance so free,
the magic surrounds each one of us
as we all have one you see.
They whisper all around us
and they sing us Christmas songs,
and it's up to us to listen
if we want to sing along.
The whisper of your Mother,
her voice so sweet and clear,
The one that fills your heart with joy
this special time of year.
We all have someone whispering
in the silence of our hearts,
we remember all the love they gave
from birth till we did part.
These voices that I hope you hear
will make you smile I will pray,
And may the voice of all the whisperers
bring you joy this Christmas day.
Luv&Hugs,
~Mz Mic~
WhispersI wisper to you I miss you.
Your answer Ive missed you more.
I wisper you've been gone forever.
You say its not that been that long.
I hang my head and cry.
You pull me close and tell me it will be ok.
I wisper I love you.
You wrap your arms around me and hold me close. and wisper I love you too.
I look down at the stone in front of me and wisper, but you already know that don't you.
You look at me with tears in your eyes and wisper I always did.
Whispers Of SuicideIt’s there,
It always has been.
Such a fragile side,
Brittle…
Broken too many times,
By those who say,
I love you…
I have considered it.
They say those who talk about it
Don’t do it,
Inside I just smirk,
Stupid bastards,
What would they know?
It’s like a lover,
A lover that lies dormant,
Until you need them.
To date,
I have avoided it…
It reminds me of a black rose,
Dried dead brittle,
If I dare touch it…
I’ve toyed with the idea,
Just when my hands get so cold,
I can’t warm them.
The park is dark where its’s kept.
All blacks, greys frosted whites.
Littered with broken altars,
Where blood has dried,
Black on white worn marble.
Unrequited love- deaths last kiss
Upon an iced breath
…. Whispers…
I will love…
I smile to his death wish
Not tonight my love.
Closing the ancient gates,
I don’t mind their screech of metal on metal,
…I walk away
Again.
WhispersI heard my name in the Wind.
softy it called me
It took my breath away,
I leaned again the tree
I looked to the Moon
I looked for you
The wind whispered to me
lean on me,
can't you hear me calling
I reached for it
the sound was sweet
it stroked my face
and whispered
My heart quicked
my soul was touched
all in a whisper
from the wind!!!
So I will take flied,
I will listen
I will be touched
I will be lifted to a place I have never been
So are you listening
to the wind?
Whispers In The Wind(what I Wil Say To The Man I Will Love Forever!**Listen do you hear the wind?
On its wings I will send
My love to you today
As I do in every way
Your love means so much to me
Open your eyes and you will see
What your love has done
Now the metamorphosis has begun
I have beautiful wings to fly
With them I can soar so high
To you, my love, I will send
Whispers of love in the wind
When you hear the wind whistle by
Take flight with me, soar high
Close your eyes, picture me with you
See, together neither of us can be blue
Listen and you will hear
I am close, always near
In your heart I reside
When I am not by your side
samara.
Whiskey Lullaby ~ Brad PaisleyShe put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
1st Chorus
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
(Sing lullaby)
The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
2nd Chorus
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his
Whiskey LullabyShe put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
[1st Chorus]
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
(Sing lullaby)
The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
[2nd Chorus]
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank awa
Whiskey Cake Recipe1 box white cake mix
1 package instant vanilla pudding (3 oz)
1 oz whiskey
4 eggs
1 cup milk
1/4 cup oil
1 cup finely chopped walnuts
2 tsp flour
1/4 lb butter or margarine
3/4 cup sugar
1/2 cup whiskey
(Note: this is a make ahead. Must be baked at least one day before serving)
Combine cake and pudding mixes with whiskey and eggs, beating well. Beat in milk and oil. Toss walnuts with flour then fold into cake mixture.
Pour into a greased and floured ten-inch tube pan and bake at 350 degrees about 55 to 60 minutes, until cake tests done. Leave cake in pan while you prepare glaze.
To make glaze, heat together the butter, sugar and 1/2 cup whiskey until mixture is bubbling and butter melted. Pour hot mixture over hot cake in pan, then let cool in pan for at least 2 hours or more.
You will need to put the cake back in the oven at 325 degrees for about 15/20 minutes to get outta pan. For extra "punch" add a shot or 2 into the cake.
Whisperif I whisper your name
would you feel my love
if I blew a kiss to the wind
would you know the warmth
if I say I love you in my thoughts
would you hear me in your heart
if I look at the sky tonight
and shed a tear for my love for you
would you see me crying in the stars above
would you cry with me too
if I whispered your name
would you whisper my name....
Whisenhunt !!!Hell yeah!! We didn't pick Mike Sherman, thank God!
Whisenhunt huh.....maybe the Cards front office is trying to win a few games. Guess we'll find out if they spend some of that $12 million under the cap. Who knows, a cover corner, a center, maybe another pass rushing lineman, and that teams a playoff team next year!
Until then though, Go Suns!!! 9 in a row baby with Memphis coming up.
Whispers In The NightListen carefully, open your heart, for my Whispers In The Night
Touching your soul, ever so gently, making you glow so bright
I come to you, through a warm breeze, feel me on your face
Your beautiful glow, lights my world, blessed with Gods sweet grace
Hear the birds sing, a special love song, up in the tree
In through your ears, a soft melody, just for you from me
I come to you, in many different ways, each and every day
Your magnetic pull, attracting me, God wants it this way
See the moon glow, a soft orange, up in the night time sky
In through your eyes, touching you, sometimes making you cry
I come to you, in my comforting way, sending all my love
I pray to God, thanking him, for sending you from above
Feel the rain, pouring down, as it hits your skin
Touching you, with my love, as my tears begin
I come to you, to be with you, each and every day
Without your love, for me to have, there is no other way
You are my life, you are my world, Im blessed with Gods sweet gra
WhiskeyI love Whiskey.
Whiskey Loves Me.
I'm Gunna Get Drunk.
WooT!
My SK Fam Is Gunna Be SO Freakin Surprised!
wOOOOOOOOO
sHOT 1 DOWN...wHOA I WENT TO CAPS AND I DIDNT EVEN KNOW IT. =/
Whispers In The DarkSexy & Romantic glitter graphics from www.sexiluv.com
"whispers in the dark"
When you whisper my name you release me;
when you close your eyes can you see me?
when i whisper your name do you hear me?
when i embrace you at night can you feel me?
when you see me smile will you kiss me?
if you see me lonely will you hold me?
if i gave you my heart will you take it?
there are many in life that might break it.
written words may not always feel the same
but....
if you listen closely......
you will hear me calling your name....
because i am always speaking from the heart..
when i am..
whispering....
to...
you...
in the dark...
WhispersWhat's left to give, when everything has been taken? How many times will this heart be shaken?...From the very thing that's bruised it again and again. Push rewind......then stop...delete where this all began. I can be anything, even just a friend. Some choices are never easy when feelings are still at hand. The times I felt so in love, were the times I felt so alive. And I can't shake these dreams. It's a picture perfect world, cuz in them you're here with me. Careful not to speak too loudly. But loud enough not to be so quiet. Grasping the words that fall from your lips. If they cause any more emotions, it's gonna start a riot. Hold back and this heart will go left undiscovered. Hopes will turn cold and the future will remain covered. Left to be alone, lost in a distant memory. They say all is fare in love and war....or is it just a conspiracy?
Whispering In My HeartOh, what can I do to let you know my heart is for real,
Sitting at the beach only the stars could tell you,
Let me love you for no reason, for no return,
Swinging with the waves of ocean, who am I speaking to;
Oh, what can I do to let you know how much I feel for you,
Wishing to the clouds let me see the moon,
Let me love you for no reason, for no return,
Shivering in the wind, oh, where are you;
Let me love you, oh, let me love you,
Not for my loneliness but for you,
Let me love you, oh, let me love you,
I whispering in my heart, oh god, let me love you...
Whiskey Tango Foxtrot Is ~s.s.s~..?!?Ok so you're asking yourselves..
what the fuck is S.S.S?
Well I will tell you..
We are the Smart Sexy Silly Trio.
That's right bishes... we be ~S.S.S~
Check us out!
You will love us, everyone does.
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"whispers In The Dark"(THIS IS FOR MY SPECIAL SOMEONE)
"whispers in the dark"
When you whisper my name you release me;
when you close your eyes can you see me?
when i whisper your name do you hear me?
when i embrace you at night can you feel me?
when you see me smile will you kiss me?
if you see me lonely will you hold me?
if i gave you my heart will you take it?
there are many in life that might break it.
written words may not always feel the same
but....
if you listen closely......
you will hear me calling your name....
because i am always speaking from the heart..
when i am..
whispering....
to...
you...
in the dark...
Whisper Of A Hot AngelNay, proclaim'th he, for sweet charity
hath placed me within whisper of an angel,
low that I doth jest at her mortality.
For jest I may as jest I might
But thee wouldst find mine lust
Little jests at night!
Nay, the jest mightst be in nibbles,
A little per-loin for pleasure of groin
And ravishment upon chest and nipples!
But sup on sweet soul may have to suffice,
Gravy of laughter and merry fun after,
To dine on friendship and sage advice.
Seems tis the province of the chaste
To not take pleasure in ample measure,
Tho tis much a shame and such a waste!
Whiskey Was My Drink AnywayWhiskey!
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WhispersWhispers of love float along the wind;
Bringing a sense of solace and felicity
The wind cannot be heard nor ever seen;
But I feel the love pouring into our heart's
It brings a sense of warmth;
Just as we do to one another
It is like catching a rainbow after a summer's rain;
Admiring the colors and truly appreciating the beauty
Love is an amazing feeling ~ and bond
Ours is nothing less than true and clear
You are whisper's of love;
Calming and gentle
You are truly perfection to me..
And much more than I can contain
WhispersAn older gentleman is sitting in a bar when a beautiful young woman walks up to him and whispers in his ear, "I'll do anything you want for 50 bucks."
He immediately puts his drink down and begins frantically going through his pockets. He pulls out a cumbled up ten, two five's, a twenty and ten ones.
He thrusts the wadded up money into the woman's hand and says, "Here...paint my house."
Whispering To The Secret PlacesA dream so small yet so obsessive
My Secret Love, you hold me close in the darkest of nights
You're soft hand resting across my back
And your fingers soothing the restlessness that lives deep in my heart
You're dancing across my breath and into my soul
And whispering to the secret places I hold dear
In the watery pools of my spirit I see your reflection
And your soft tears wash away my deepest despairs
The moments I spend with you
Are the ones I will cherish in my heart forever
My Secret Love
WhiskeyAn old prospector walks his tired old mule into a western town one day. He'd been out in the desert for about six months without a drop of whiskey. He walked up to the first saloon he came to and tied his old mule to the hitch rail.
As he stood there brushing some of the dust from his face and clothes, a gunslinger walked out of the saloon with a gun in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other.
The gunslinger looked at the old man and laughed, saying, "Hey old man, have you ever danced?"
The old man looked up at the gunslinger and said, "No, I never did dance. I just never wanted to."
A crowd had gathered by then and the gunslinger said, "Well, you old fool, you're gonna' dance now," and started shooting at the old man's feet.
The old prospector was hopping around and everybody was laughing.
When the gunslinger fired his last bullet, he holstered his gun and turned around to go back into the saloon.
The old man reached up on the mule, drew his shotgun,
Whiskey LulabyShe put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
LA LA LA LA LA
LA LA LA LA LA
LA LA LA LA LA
The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally dran
Whiskey LullabyWHISKEY LULLABY
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
1st Chorus
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
(Sing lullaby)
The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally dr
Whispers In The Darkness* by anonymous
Soft candlelight shimmering on the walls in the darkened room, white princess lace shears blowing softly against the midnight summer breeze. His whispered words creeping into her ear, guiding her, taunting her. She lays in the center of the oversized bed, which is draped, in black silk sheet, her ivory complexion illuminated by the warm glow of the scented candles around her. Her fingers gently glide across her breasts massaging them, softly at first then more firmly. Pinching and twisting her nipples as her thighs slide across the cool silk beneath her, bending her knees upward as they fall open, the cool breeze lashing across her glistening womanhood. Her fingers trailing down her stomach, slowly memorizing each succulent curve.
Feeling his presence washing over her, she reaches for the ice in a bowl on the cherry wood stand beside her bed, selecting one and bringing to her chest, not making contact, but allowing the tiny drops to assault her skin. Small shivers
(whistles)(whistles)
Laadee dumm!
I wish for a beauty in a bottle!
One with raggity hair!
I wish for a dinosaur with purple hair!
(whistles)
Laadee dumm!
I wish for a bright yellow jump suit!
One that makes funny noises when ya move!
I wish for a green pumpkin, that I can carve " EAT ME " In the back!
I wish for someone to finnaly call me "I'm a Pretty Fairy"!
Please don't have me explain ain ain!
(whistles)
Laadee dumm!
I wish for a pet fly!
One that I can call steve!
I wish for a drawling of a old guy posing
Quite a scary thought acually!
(whistles)
Laadee dumm!
I bet if I keep going on i'll go nuts!
But that won't effect any of us!
I can already see people running while screaming
Someones going to put me in a nut house!
I see some men, in bright white coats!
Coming towards my way ay ay!
CRAP!!! RUNNN!!!!!!
-The End
WhisperWhisper softly to me, love. Tell me how much you love me and just how much you need me. Your gentle breath in my ear is so exciting. Let me hear the words that fill me with the desire to make love to you. Your warm lips as they nuzzle my ear lobe and say those special words "Fuck me". Yessssssssssssss"I am so turned on by those words.
While I lie here next to you, your hand as it rubs lightly on my back and then moves over the curve of my hip to gently rub my baby soft bottom. Can you hear as my breathing changes and the soft moan escapes my lips? Slowly my hips start to move as my pussy reaches ever closer to your cock. I feel your hardness against me.
I move in close to you and begin to suck on your bottom lip. Running my tongue deep into your mouth to suck your tongue and kiss you ever so deeply. My mouth aching with the need to fill itself with your tongue. Your hands continue to caress my skin and you place the palm of your hand tightly against my mound.
Slowly you begin
Whiskey Lullabye. . .Whiskey Lullaby VideoWhiskey Lullaby lyrics - Brad Paisley lyrics
Brad Paisley Music Videos
Whispers Not SatisfyWhen against hearts walls thoughts hold you close
and images imprint my depths desires
visions dance upon wistful carousels
each a moment of love revolving in time
sparkles of un-tethered fascination
breezes cast from whispered breath
carrying soft tunes of forever promises
reminding me of your care
When minds boardwalk’s bare and you’re not there
night winds whisper its lonesome call
yearning becomes my shadow
needing my gaze to sea
sighs fall heavy into stomach’s pit
churning in rhythm to each lonely wave
hollow though filled with missing
whispering cries for you once more
The need to feel and hold you
causes whispered screams of destiny’s fires
to seek the life within your wondered eyes
lay kisses soft on lips so tender
hear laughter that’s not surreal
inhale teasing taunts of flirted fragrance
a warm body casting
Whiskey GoodbyesWHISKEY GOODBYES
He would pull her close
And whisper his dreams into her ear
He told her everything
From his happiness, to his fears
She fell in love with this boy
The one who would not break her heart
The one who wanted to see the world
And wanted to see it with her from the start
But he soon became distant
His faith seemed to be misplaced
His smile was not as bright
And she could barely recognize his face
When she looked into his eyes
She saw no shimmer of light
Only dark path ways
That used to shine so bright
She asked why he did not whisper,
Why his voice became numb
But his answer was simply vague
She wondered what he had become
One night after hours of thought
She finally decided how she had to feel
She was falling out of love
And was losing what was real
So she went to his house
And stood on the steps by his door
She took a deep breath
And was scared like never before
She knocked and waited
When no one came, she went inside
She wou
Whisper Of DarknessFor centuries I have waited
Alone in My Desire
Alone in this emptiness
For My soul to be called
From its lonely abyss.
Waiting and crying out
Only to hear the echo
Of My own tears falling.
Faced with the fear
That this is My Destiny
I sleep...I dream..I wait...
In My dreams I hear Your whisper
Carried to Me upon
The shadows of Darkness
Soft as a Midnight breeze
Strong as the Rage of Thunder
You call to Me
Caressing My soul
Awakening My sences
Burning My body with Desire.
I awake with the memory
Of Our love long past,
I know Who You are
I can still feel Your touch
My need for You
Carries Me to where You are
As the Darkness whispers
Your name
I fall into Your embrace.
My soul no longer alone
My tears no longer echo
For My Destiny is You.
"whiskey Lullaby" Brad Paisley"Whiskey Lullaby"
(feat. Alison Krauss)
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
[1st Chorus]
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
(Sing lullaby)
The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
[2nd Chorus]
She put that bottle to her head a
WhisperedWhispered
My words left unspoken
untold and alone
left as a secret,
written in stone.
Whispering with the wind,
through ears that don't hear.
Will one never know
how I love thee so, dear?
To think is to speak,
as breath is to air,
forgotten in time,
left in despair.
When life is determined
by the beat of a heart,
the truth will be spoken,
and with a kiss,
we'll depart.
WhisperedWhispered
My words left unspoken
untold and alone
left as a secret,
written in stone.
Whispering with the wind,
through ears that don't hear.
Will one never know
how I love thee so, dear?
To think is to speak,
as breath is to air,
forgotten in time,
left in despair.
When life is determined
by the beat of a heart,
the truth will be spoken,
and with a kiss,
we'll depart.
Whispers To Windstormswhispers to windstorms witness as it hits home,
so precious the petals of a cyclone,its victims left mindblown,
the government says that we should settle like gieco
threw the fuckin roof is more than were this mutherfucka just might go
hypodermic with a style air bubble a short struggle the subject dies,
a brief huddle, remove the rubble,
delicately place the soul back in to the bubble.
we trouble ourselfes enough to pummel elephants, mere man,
its no wonder so many suffer while surrounded by etheral delagates.
dignity is not only for creator entity, but creative entity
.so big up yourself by shedding the shackles that keep you dead to me
federal intervention at this point is dead ahead of me.
politics today is just a way of better watching things.
as if big brother needed a more secure means of locking things.their mocking me.
but have not yet began to devise a means of stopping me,
logicaly one would do better to comprehend before demolishing
quite possibly your s
Whiskey On IceWhiskey on Ice
Woke up this morning tasting Jim Beam
Holding the answer to some ole boys dream
Got a bad reputation yes I’m a live wire
Like my whiskey on ice
and my women on fire
From Memphis to Mobile I’ve played all the dives
Lord knows I’m lucky just still be alive
I’m an all around rebel and I won’t be denied
Of my whiskey on Ice and my women on fire
I like my whiskey on ice and my women on fire
I like a good sounded guitar and I won’t be called a liar
Spent many long nights with a burning desire
for my whiskey on ice and my women on fire
Some folks talk about me guess they always will
They think it’s been an easy ride
and all been down hill
What they dont think about what they dont realize
is the shoes that I’m filling are a mighty big size
One night in Nashville tried to take my life
Cause my friends had all left me and so had my wife
But a fast ride to Florida made me realize
I had some whiskey on ice and some Florida women on fire
I like my whisk
Whiskey Braised BrisketMAKES 6 SERVINGS
1 BEEF BRISKET (ABOUT 4 LBS)
1 PKG (9OZ) DRIED ONION AND MUSHROOM SOUP MIX, LIKE LIPTON
1/2 CUP WHISKEY, LIKE JAMESON
3 BUNCHES BABY CARROTS, TRIMMENED
3 MEDUIM LEEKS, WASHED, TRIMMENED AND CUT INTO 2" PIECES
1. HEAT OVEN TO 350F. OVER MEDIUM HEAT, HEAT DUTCH OVEN 4 MIN. ADD BEEF; COOK 10 MIN., OR UNTIL BROWN, TURNING ONCE.REMOVE PAN FROM HEAT.
2. SPRINKLE SOUP MIX OVER BOTH SIDES OF BEEF. POUR WHISKEY AND 3/4 CUP WATER OVER BEEF. COVER; PLACE IN OVEN.
3. COOK 3 HRS., TURNING AND ADDING 1/4 CUP WATER MIDWAY. ADD CARROTS AND LEEKS; COOK 20 MIN
PREPERRATION TIME 10 MIN TOTAL TIME 3 HRS, 45 MIN
PER SERVING: 668 PRO.60G CARB12G FIBER2G CHOL.189MG SAD.629 MGFAT:SAT.15G TRANS6G MONO18G POLY.2G
Whispers!!!Whispers
After you fall asleep I enter our room
I stand there and watch you sleep
knowing that I am on your mind by the way you smile
I pull back the covers and I see that you are hard waiting for me
I softly lay down beside you
I start giving you soft kisses every where
but your special spot is calling me
so I give in and take you in my mouth
I hear you moan in your sleep
I wonder how long you will stay asleep
I kiss and lick your cock and balls
I feel them building in my mouth
To my surprise you grab me and roll me over
You smack my ass alittle
Then you tease my opening with your cock
then you plunge into me
I met you thrust for thrust
I feel myself dripping down your balls
I begin to cum and feel as if I would collapse
You are holding me up as you continue to thrust into me
Suddenly you let out a moan
One final thrust
I feel your cum shooting deep into me
I start to move again
Yes I greedy and want all your sweet milk
You lean forwar
A Whisher Sweet.............A WhIsHeR sWeEt.............
Basket full of pretty posies
from the "you" I love,
both of us to talk together
under stars above.
A whisper sweet discloses
the magic that you feel,
I'm delighted with the roses,
roses tell me love is real.
We sing a song of rainbows
to the tune of a lullaby,
you and I both wearing halos
so in love ~ as time goes by.
Whispers (for Mr. Hopeless Romantic)A warm breeze blows across my face.
I settle in against the tree,
Its rough texture digging into my back.
The solidness of it reassuring.
I hug myself tight,
Imagining your arms around me,
Aching for your heaviness on me.
Wishing for your warm breath on my neck,
My breasts, my thighs.
Wanting your hands on me,
Exploring and probing.
Resting my head and closing my eyes
Because not seeing you before me is too painful.
From my lips, in a whisper come these words,
I so miss you.
Whiskeyi drank all of it in this town
Whisperswhisper softly my love
words that make me sigh
please don't say forever
because forever makes me cry
Whisper The Words. (written By Me.)Whisper the words
So I wont fall apart.
Whisper the words
to mend my heart.
Whisper the words
to stop the pain.
Whisper the words
to help ease my mind.
Whisper the words
So I will know.
Whisper the words
I love you!
WhisperA whisper rings in my ears
And all throw my mind
A truth I wish not to hear
Far away and deep in my mind
I hear the screams of the things
That are locked deep inside my mind
Calling out for release from what
I can no longer hide
The whisper lulls me closer
To the edge of sweet insanity
As I plung deep into the darkness
I realize the truth that the whisper
Were always me
WhisperSomething with in this heart of mine sheds light into my soul,
its slight and yet no sound is made and thus a story is told.
Peacefully my soul transcend into this dream so free,
a smile that lights the darkest room reminds me of who i need to be.
Eyes that speak of heaven and a heart that beats the same,
explosive beauty engulfs me with such a little frame.
The love you feel while holding here is soft and sweet like rain,
I love you is what i whisper for her love has driven me insane.
I love you sis.
The Whispers Get Louder The More I Ignore Them...(it's one for the rumor mill) / put it on the chopping block and hope that the turkey neck takes effect without marching on the eggshells / i see the smug look of faked concern eating your face / hoping maybe all the guilt will wash my feelings away / (take me) a glass of acid holding up the petri dish / with sophisticated ameoba mingling in within the liner notes; like / "Hey, i know things aren't going too smoothly (here) take two of these and call me in the morning" / i could never picture myself amounting a greater example of a person whom always succeeds at finding out exactly what doesn't seem to work / and i don't necessarily consider it an attack on my ego / 'cause my love to you seems hostile so it stares behind a peephole / (everything's fine!) would you ask another question? / i no longer feel comfortable being near your displacement of another past life / another form of amusement / i'm sure we both learned a thing or two but it hardly seems worth it / one time i said i fin
Whispering To The WindHello there - fellow tappers( I could also say cherries ). You'll have to forgive me for my not knowing how to negotiate this particular site. If I keep adding some things here and there - I'll eventually get all the important information available for anyone to scroll through.
Anyways, I'm just saying howdy to all those who chance to read my profile and passing a thank you to all those people that rated my photo. I believe you know who y'all are and once again - thanks, I appreciate it alot.
I could continue to say a few things that involve all different type of subjects, but I'll just wait until I get the opportunity to conversate with someone off of this area of the information super-highway. So, until that happens, I'll end this entry by quoting a famous canadian commedian, " Kepp your stick on the ice !".____- LATER !!
Whispers From HeavenIn loving Memory of my son Wayne...
(05/27/97 07/09/06)
They say that life is fleeting
I know that this is true
I left this world so quickly
With no goodbye to you.
I know how much you miss me
Your tears fall ever light
The pillow where you lay your head
Is wet with them at night.
I know your heart is hurting
The words we left, unsaid
I love you’s, left unspoken
Are spinning in your head.
The strength that I have carried
That served to make you whole
Remains to make you stronger
Within your grieving soul.
For you see, while you were weeping
On the day I passed away
At the gravesite near the flowers
Where my loved ones knelt to pray.
An angel came to see me
She took me by the hand
She led me to a kingdom
In a very distant land.
As I look down from heaven
And see you standing there
Your heart so ever burdened
With more grief than it can bear.
I long to bring you comfort
I long to give you peace
I long to hold you closely
Cause all your
~~whisper To Me~~Do I remember how my life has come to be...what this is. I can not explain...so much damage done, I barely recognize me...I feel so lost in this circus, this fake reality...I move so slow amongst them...no one notices me...I'd feel so safe knowing...exploding...If only to be invisible among giants and a killer among thieves...Neither fate nor destiny could capture me...like that of feeling so unloved...alone would not hurt...wishing reality would be so numb......What am I seeking, I do not even know...Who I am, who I was...or how much longer I can go on before I'm done...Could someone else ever really know, answer these haunting questions, show me the way to go...Forgive myself...my past...my pain...take this confusion and my company "Misery"....Make me love who I am, Be happy with who I seem to see, stretched beneath my skin, so tired of waiting and so tired of running, from what has been, and what will soon come to be....HOLLY
WhisperI want to leave this place
Just to get away and feel the breeze upon my face
And just be myself
By leaving this place behind and everything else.
As i sit here in this chair
I feel this emptiness inside my soul
Praying that questions will be answered for the stories in my life untold
As i stare out my window thinking about my past
I think of how i use to be and why it didnt last
Everyday I walk around with a fake smile
Knowing that the pain inside of me will hurt only for a little while
Sometimes when i'm alone i want to cry
And other times i want to crawl inside myself and die
As i think to myself
I feel that i will never grow up, never containing my insanity
And let-n go of the pain that is holding on inside of me.
Whisper The Words..I've told you how I feel
With only the truest words
All that I can, all that I am
Is waiting for you
I wouldn't have gone this far
We wouldn't be right here
If I didn't know deep in your soul
You needed me too, so won't you
Chorus
Whisper the words
The ones that my heart wants to hear
So that I know this is real
Tell me you feel it
Make me believe it
You'll always be there
Whisper the words
The ones you say only to me
That touches my soul tenderly
A foundation to build on
A love that is so strong
Baby whisper, oh whisper, oh whisper the words
Just put your hand in mine
And baby look deep in my eyes
And just with one breath your heart will confess
What we both know deep inside
Chorus
Somehow, someway
This was meant to last forever
Fate found a way
Of bringing us together
If you'll just say, please say, please say
Whisper the words
The ones you say only to me
That touches my soul tenderly
A foundation to build on
A love that is so strong
B
WhisperedAs you arise from upon your bed
You hear these words whispered from behind your head
I Love you and support you in all that you do
I’ll always be here to motivate you
As you arise from upon your bed
You hear more words whispered from behind your head
I want you and need you in all that I do
You start my days with faith anew
Whispers In The NiteWHISPERS IN THE NITE
Another lonely day done, the horrific sun descends.
From the darkened skyline, she appears with our friends.
Calling to me sweetly, beckoning with a whisper.
Asking me to join, to forever reign with her.
A request so enticing, I could ne'r resist.
Why would I want to? It's at the top of my list.
Things to do, but only in her loving embrace.
A King & his Queen, whom could never be replaced.
Dark Temptress, Daughter of the Devil, Dragon in a fight.
If being hers soley is so wrong then I never want to be right.
Lestat de Lioncourte & Lillith Deville, tag team from hell.
Too beautiful angels in love, who fell.
Deeper into our abyss we abide.
Romancing one another, forever side by side.
Both vampires, demons, & witches on high.
Together we crush our enemies as eternity draws nigh.
No longer traversing time & space alone.
Enter our castle, see us take our Thrones.
They say, in hell, "tis better to reign than to serve."
We shall be
Whisper Softlyhow do i say i love you?
how do i tell you i care?
how do i tell you i've missed you,
and let you know i'm here?
how do i tell you my feelings,
when i'm longing for your touch?
how can i make it without you,
when i love you, way too much?
how do i kiss you softly,
and hope that it's returned?
how do i tell you that always,
the fire for you has burned?
how can i draw you closer,
when the passion reaches my eyes?
how do I let you know,
for your touch, my body cries?
how can i tell you these things?
do i whisper them into your ear?
how do i tell you i need you,
and that i'll be forever near?
i think i'll whisper them softly
and hope that you can see
how very much i love you,
and hope that you love me.
WhispersThunder rolls in, lightning strikes, hearts beat
sliding across the couch his touch is soft tender, loving, full of hunger
she stares at his eyes as the lightning flashes across his face, she is scared
fearful of what is going to happen, she doesnt stop him, she returns his embrace.
The thunder rolls she shudders as his touch caresses her cheek, he stops looks into her eyes
the lightning flashes he sees her pleading, don't stop continue, without saying a word he continues, not rushing, setting the perfect pace, letting love flow from his fingertips, she has needed this for a long time, a lover who's passion will overrule her fears, should she stop him, is she willing to let him continue, does she trust her heart, is it lieing to her.
He sees her fear, pleads to her calming her fear and igniting her desire without saying a word, the thunder rolls and lightning flashes, slowly he undresses her letting her body respond to his touch, they embrace kissing passions flowing
WhisperDrink
How does it taste?
No?
Then maybe you should take them off.
You think so?
I think so.
Just slide.
One leg at a time.
hahp- slowly.
we have all the time in the world now.
yeah, they're cute...
leave those on.
Okay, now...
I'm going to need you to bend forward.
Ever so slightly.
mhm- just like that.
think of something pleasant...
something far... far.. away.
It'll only hurt for a second.
just be- sure to- breathe
There...
was that so bad?
I didn't think so.
now... I'm going to bite down...
You don't have permission to scream.
You don't have permission to talk.
Just breathe.
And be.
Thinking is believing.
maybe... it can come true.
If you just...
close your eyes...
Wish it.
Feel it.
That slight twinge up your thigh...
that rush pulsing from your heart.
You know the one...
commonly accompanied by that shuddering gasp.
Right before you bite your lip...
right before the lids of your eyes dip lower...
Right
WhisperWhisper
You and I stood together in an open field
And together we shared the secrets that
The
Night revealed.then we chased the light
Racing through the sky.is it possible to
Untangle a quilt with innocence.how hard
We torture our inner sins.night will
Bring no dawn.my dreams were stolen
While I lay sleeping and were sold for
Cheap lust.and while I lay fallow
Vulnerable and alone
The thief whispers in my ear
"and I will turn your hope while you are
weeping,and cover your eyes with dark
Skies and sad lies.come closer to me,on
Your hands and knees,alone,when all your
Will is gone"
How much is not enough,how much is through
How long will I be getting over you?
Whispers Of EcstacyLet me whisper my dreams to you
Let me fill in the blank lines
With fantasies of entering ecstasy
All planed by your design
Let me show you the spots
Ones that long for sensation
Play in my garden with me
I'll be your ruby temptation
Let me walk over your body
As I spill my emotion over you
Let me lay naked in my thoughts
Of all that I anticipate to do
Take me alone in your mind
Flowing over me in your power
Show me the beast I cannot tame
Leaving me open as a flower
Let me beg for the rain to fall
As you slowly soak up my soul
Let me stand stained by your lips
For it's my body you control
Let me whisper this dream
Feel my sexuality in the power of a word
All of this I cannot do
But in my mind it all occurred.
Whispered DreamsOk I wrote this while on the phone a few minutes ago....so be nice....multitasking.
There's a whisper on the wind
hear it?
another voice is silenced
remember it's wisdom?
A Child screams
save her?
Is it worth it...
the lies hiding your disease
trapped in failure
wrapped in guilt
hidden high up on a shelf
a fragile soul
afraid to come down
to melt away like broken cob webs
spun of distrust and hurt
abandoned to become a forgotten
memory.
~Jess
WhispersLover's whispers melt away the ice,
On a cold and frosty winters morn,
Waking from a magical slumber,
Where we breathed on heavens door,
In our dreams we soared above the clouds,
On a flying carpet made of gold,
Together we flew into the future,
And saw ourselves grow old, together,
We watched the roses bloom in spring,
Then saw them fall as time passed by,
We made a vowel in the secret garden,
And to one another we were tied,
Under the dazzling stars on our white night,
I gave my love to you,
For a minute you were silent,
Then whispered back, I love you too.
Whispering Winds ~marge Tindal~ ©2000I hear them whisper your name,
those mighty winds that blow.
I know that you are close at hand
the winds just told me so.
The direction from whence they blew,
I'm not sure I know.
For only when I hear your name,
am I sure the winds did blow.
Caressing my face with a whisper.
Calling out your name.
The winds of delight entice me.
I will never be the same.
I will follow the singing wind,
and where it leads I'll go.
For the wind that blew you to me,
will take me where I must go.
Upward into the hills.
Calmly across the sea.
Hold on my love, I'm coming,
the wind has set me free.
Free to look and search this earth
no matter how far that may be.
Free to follow the whispering wind,
until it blows me back to thee.
I hear your laughter on the wind.
I try with all my might
to reach out to you
on this windy night.
I feel you getting close to me.
I feel your whispered love.
I will reach my hand to you
please find me, my sw
WhisperedWhispered
As you arise from upon your bed
You hear these words whispered from behind your head
I Love you and support you in all that you do
I’ll always be here to motivate you
As you arise from upon your bed
You hear more words whispered from behind your head
I want you and need you in all that I do
You start my days with faith anew
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150 E Madrid Ave
Las Cruces, NM 88001
(505) 525-8303
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WhispersA labyrinth of whispers
For a blissful love
As I Long for the touch
A sense I will feel as you
Whisper to my heart
Comforting my stoned soul
For our love burns within me
But I am lost in the shadows
As this entity of dreams
Forever killing me
Our love is eternal
So this flame will not relinquish
As it is forever circling me keeping our hearts as one
As I await for you to rescue me
Whispering To MeGentle whispers in the wind
What is the message that you send?
Calling softly, "Come to me."
What I ask, am I to see?
What is there that I will find
In the recess of my mind?
Are there lessons you will teach
About the walls that I must breach?
To find what I have hidden there
And if I find, must I beware?
Fearing all that I have sought
Hoping all won't be for naught
Trying to dispel all doubts
In the dreams that seek me out
I seek the answers in the night
Hoping... praying... for the light.
© Andi 2007
WhisperI see you across the room
Laughing about something I wish I knew
But sadly I look
Feeling cold inside
Do you see me
I think to myself over and over
Hope and a chance
That is what I am.
Such beauty you hold
Those women do not see
Everything in my own broken heart
A million miles separates us
But only twenty steps from my feet
You turn your head
But only to see the clock
I cannot stop sighing.
The time to go is now
But where you travel
I wish to be beside you
Invisible as you see me
Fate can be cruel
The heart wants to betray
Alone again.
The aura around is silent
All I can think about you
My whisper in the wind
Gone without a trace.
WhisperWhisper
I heard your voice as a whisper in the wind;
It startled me and made me think again…
I almost didn't hear at all...
For soft and light was the blessed call.
You called my name, I turned around-
but you were nowhere to be found.
I know you're far away, you see,
but in my heart you're here with me.
The wind can fool the mind and heart
When whispered lightly in the ear...
And what it really did to me
was to bring a sudden rush of tears.
WhisperWhisper
I heard your voice as a whisper in the wind;
It startled me and made me think again…
I almost didn't hear at all...
For soft and light was the blessed call.
You called my name, I turned around-
but you were nowhere to be found.
I know you're far away, you see,
but in my heart you're here with me.
The wind can fool the mind and heart
When whispered lightly in the ear...
And what it really did to me
was to bring a sudden rush of tears.
The Whispering Voicetheres so much you have to offer
theres a lingering question
its just how you push it out
that pushes in to all the offers
make me feel like im alive
take my breath away again
can you feel the button pushing
do you see the finger in
theres so much you have to offer
dont dare try to run and hide
theres a lingering question
i know the answer is within
its just how you push it out
i dont care how you take it in
TAKE MY BREATH AWAY!
(take it out again)
TAKE MY BREATH AWAY!
(just push it right back in)
theres so many questions out here
theres so little answers now
theres a riddle that just bugs you
the way to go is now
cant you feel me pushing deeper?
cant you feel the blood flow out?
cant this pain be all so sweeter?
I know you close your eyes to sin
TAKE MY BREATH AWAY!
(push onto me your way)
TAKE MY BREATH AWAY!
(watch me slip into...)
Whispersi try to open my eyes
i can not see....
i feel my skin there is nothing there..
what is wrong with me....
i look again..i can not see...
i hear small voices, faint but so close..
i can feel the whispers...
whats wrong with me....
i can hear crying far off, but why...
i hear my name through a sob...
what is wrong with me
WhisperwHISper
Darkness Befalls a Lovely Lady, Her Sinful Life
Consumed,
Her Lips as Black as Night, by Moonlight Her Flesh
Illumed.
Sadistic Maiden, Perchance to Dream Her Days of
Sorrow,
Her Raven Locks as Wild as Her Heart, to Be Clutched
and Pulled Tomorrow.
Her Flesh Incomplete without the Shadowy Blanket of
Her Masters Form,
His Touch Madness with a Chill, Her Mouth Over His
Genitals to Keep Him Warm.
Chained to His Bedside by Ankle and Soul, Fearful of
Her Release,
The Silent Fall of Her Masters Chest as He Sleeps,
Hypnotic, Her Eyes Affixed in Peace.
Her Love Undying, Deaths Door Shut and Sealed with a
Kiss,
Without Her Masters Attention She Lives No More, His
Awakening Gaze Her Own Survivals Bliss.
Traumatic Slumber, Her Eyelids a Guillotine that
Severs, Ties If They Should Fall,
Breathless Ticking a Torture without Tantrum, Her
Hands Second Guess Time as Her Crimson Nails Crawl.
Careful Not to Disturb His Dreamscape, She Snuggl
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Whispering Winds. . . .
Whispering Winds Tell Me A Story. . .
The whispers from the winds of time
Are carried to me by Melpomene*
Whose knife pierces the fabric of tragic memories
That continue to haunt my dreams. . .
~whispers~Whispers
After you fall asleep I enter our room
I stand there and watch you sleep
knowing that I am on your mind by the way you smile
I pull back the covers and I see that you are hard waiting for me
I softly lay down beside you
I start giving you soft kisses every where
but your special spot is calling me
so I give in and take you in my mouth
I hear you moan in your sleep
I wonder how long you will stay asleep
I kiss and lick your cock and balls
I feel them building in my mouth
To my surprise you grab me and roll me over
You smack my ass alittle
Then you tease my opening with your cock
then you plunge into me
I met you thrust for thrust
I feel myself dripping down your balls
I begin to cum and feel as if I would collapse
You are holding me up as you continue to thrust into me
Suddenly you let out a moan
One final thrust
I feel your cum shooting deep into me
I start to move again
Yes I greedy and want all your sweet milk
You lean forwar
"whisper"WHISPER
In the dead of night i sit in fright.
Whispering in my head; Did he hear me?, Did i make a sound?, Will he get me when no one else is around?
Breathing slowly, i creep under the blankets even more. Don't make a sound, don't breathe, don't move. i repeat to myself more.
Entangled screams inside my head...
Would this continue if i was dead?
I would be free from this pain and rage, that much i know is true.
In the dead of night i sit in fright. Awaiting, the moment to be free from you.
Whiskey River********Willie Nelson********
Whiskey River take my mind,
Don't let her mem'ry torture me.
Whiskey River don't run dry,
You're all I've got, take care of me.
Whiskey River take my mind,
Don't let her mem'ry torture me.
Whiskey River don't run dry,
You're all I've got, take care of me.
I'm drowning in a whiskey river,
Bathing my mem'ried mind in the wetness of its soul.
Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind.
And warm an empty heart you left so cold.
Whiskey River take my mind,
Don't let her mem'ry torture me.
Whiskey River don't run dry,
You're all I've got, take care of me.
Instrumental break.
I'm drowning in a whiskey river,
Bathing my mem'ried mind in the wetness of its soul.
Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind.
And warm an empty heart you left so cold.
Whiskey River take my mind,
Don't let her mem'ry torture me.
Whiskey River don't run dry,
You're all I've got, take care of me.
Whispers In The NightWhispers In The Night
My body lies open for your sweet caress
Softly mold your hands around my breast
Seal my lips with a kiss,
together my love this is our night
Probe my mouth with your sweet tongue
trail those sweet kisses down to my breast
Suckle on each nipple tease them
with your caress
Let your fingers explore between my thighs
Probe into my hot wet nest make me sigh
Spread open my legs more
Let your sweet kisses and tongue
began to explore
Ravish and tease my little clit
Spread me open dip
your tongue into my slit
Drink from my loving cup
the sweetest nectar of wine
Hear me scream out your name
Let it echo through your mind
Your tongue savors the sweet treasure
Then you roll me over face down
You love hearing my sweet passion sounds
Place a few pillows up under me
close to my thighs
Bringing up my buttocks way up high
part the way between my thighs
Now you will hear my pleasure cry
you enter me with your sweetest treat
Whispers Of Some Far Off...Prying against the tourniquet bite
Crimson splashes speckle the floor
Slowly weeping out along the gashes
Once rose colored and warm lips
Frost over a frozen blue
Now cold against the rising sunlight
Light fades as the sun rises
Thickening pools upon the ground
Gleam brightly at my feet
Deafening silence now rings in my ears
Whispers now of some far off screaming
invisible don 6/19/06
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Whispers In The WindWHISPERS IN THE WIND
Whispers in the wind
can you hear them?
Can you hear the words
that peope are whispering to you
when they whisper into the wind?
As you stand all alone and feel
the cool autumn breeze
do you not hear it blowing gently
through the trees?
Do you not hear the leaves of the trees rustling
as the wind blows through?
Are the leaves not whispering into the wind too?
It's so funny to me how people tend to think that a tree branch makes no noise
when it crashes upon the ground
if no one is there to hear it.
But a tree branch does make a crackling sound
as it falls to the ground
is this too, not whispering into the wind?
Have you ever sat down on a bench in a park
just sat back and watched?
Have you ever noticed that
some people come alone at night
and some people come together
but in either case they are always whispering
whether it is to each other of love so sweet
or to themselves just wishing upon a star
for a dream to come true.
S
Whisk Me AwayWhisk me away on a summer's evening
Across the sea and sand.
Whisk me away on a winter's morning
To a hot and foreign land.
Spin me along the marble dancefloor
Twirl me once or twice.
Spin me on a winter lake's surface
Across the glittering ice.
So take me away with only your love
To kiss and to smile.
So take me away on the strength of a kiss
To lay in your arms a while.
Love me today, forgetting all others
Lend me your trust and your heart.
Love me for all my imperfections
Like a piece of unfinished art.
Whiskey And Boredom Are The Devils Playground.After sitting here and having a little bit of whiskey in my coffee..okay a lot of bit LOL. I have come to some conclusions. I thought perhaps I should share them with you all. Never a good thing me thinking.
1.) Crazy people don't get better. Lets be honest if you are in a clock tower dressed like a batman picking off people with a sniper rifle chances are you are going to be crazy for the rest of your life. I am not talking about people who are quirky god knows I am.
2.) If you are hitting on, hooking up with or trying to hook up with people that are 10+ years younger then you on a regular basis there is something wrong with you. I am not talking about once or twice I mean all the time. So settle down some of you!
3.) Just because I live in a glass house I will not stop throwing stones....so eat me.
4.) Any sort of alcohol goes well with my coffee. (Keep in mind I said I came to some conclusions I did not say any of them will help you.)
5.) 5. True friends don't judge.
Whispering Ghost (1999)a whispering rain
and a full moon
a questing gale
an uncrossable dune
shadowed memories
and twisted fate
a destined arrogance
and a night of late
these are the things
i cherish most
i seek you
my whispering ghost
WhispersWhispers
The man whispered, "God, speak to me" and a meadowlark sang. But, the man did not hear.
So the man yelled, "God, speak to me" and the thunder rolled across the sky.
But, the man did not listen.
The man looked around and said, "God let me see you." And a star shined brightly.
But the man did not see.
And, the man shouted, "God show me a miracle."
And, a life was born.
But, the man did not notice.
So, the man cried out in despair,"Touch me God, and let me know you are here."
Whereupon, God reached down and touched the man.
But, the man brushed the butterfly away and walked on.
I found this to be a great reminder that God is always around us in the little and simple things that we take for granted ... even in our electronic ge
So I would like to add one more:
The man cried, "God, I need your help!"
And an e-mail arrived reaching out with good news and encouragement.
But, the man
Whispering Winds And Whimbs What To Do When?whispering winds and whims what to do is up tp you . but a whim is just a thought palyed out . whispering winds are here and about. We twril out in the wind to get knocked to the ground . But do we hit hard, hard as we fall or is it a safe landing to bhold. Whims we think of now and seem to pass them up some how. Im missing you and im so blue , so here i am trying to post a blog which is a disaster right now . hugs all,
A WhisperA warm breeze blows across my face.
I settle in against the tree,
Its rough texture digging into my back.
The solidness of it reassuring.
I hug myself tight,
Imagining your arms around me,
Aching for your heaviness on me.
Wishing for your warm breath on my neck,
My breasts, my thighs.
Wanting your hands on me,
Exploring and probing.
Resting my head and closing my eyes
Because not seeing you before me is too painful.
From my lips, in a whisper come these words,
I so miss you.
Whispers In The DarkWhispers In The Dark
by griffiev ©
Hell's Kitchen, not the nicest part of New York City. Not safe during the day and it is certainly not the place to be at night. But, on this night, a guardian "angel" prowls the rooftops of this run down section of town. A guardian in a blood red outfit with rippling muscles that pop through the suit. He is sightless and yet, he sees without seeing. He has seen things that no other man has. The man who wears the costume of a devil has the heart of a hero. Yes, this man is Matt Murdock. Defender of the constitution in a court of law by day but at night, he is Daredevil. The scarlet vigilante who prowls the streets like an avenging angel of death, except that this angel soars from rooftop to rooftop thanks to years of physical training. However, this night would see Daredevil have an encounter of a different kind.
A woman in a tan trenchcoat was walking on the sidewalk trying to get a cab with no luck. As she pursued her luck, two men standing i
" Whisper"Poem: Denno.
With a blush and a whisper lips brush my face
her scent always present in every space
I close my eyes the picture is clear
her embrace is strong with out any fear
I remember as if it was only yesterday
alas time has past its almost a year
with out you my love I cry many a tear
and yet with a blush and a whisper
you are still here.
Whispera whisper blows from the southern breeze
tingling my neck
caressing my body
time has show an age of innocence
drawn by night
devoured by the day
shooting through the universe emptiness surrounds me
loneliness is a cry
a cry for hope
as a new morning breaks a whisper blows once again
filling my sould with empty promises
once
again
WhisperWhisper
Don't worry I'm not looking at you
Gorgeous and dressed in blue
Don't worry I'm not looking at you
Gorgeous and dressed in blue
I know it drives you crazy
When I pretend you don't exist
When I'd like to lean in close
And run my hands against your lips
Though we haven't even spoken
Still I sense there's a rapport
So whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Don't worry I'm not looking at you
Gorgeous and dressed in blue
Don't worry I'm not looking at you
I know you see me see you
As you see me walk on past
When there's nothing more I'd like to do
Then come in close and hear you laugh
Though we haven't even spoken
Still I sense there's a rapport
So whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Yea whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Whisper me your number
I'll call you up at home
Hmm whisper me your number
Artist; Morphine
WhispersShh, the children whispers in your ear about what they dream. There is a place beyond you and I might be able to see. Where reality is more fictional then we ever thought it would be. Where screams go unheard by those that are suppose to be listening. Protection is just a word that has long been forgotten by those who are suppose to protect. They are no longer scared and embrace the sin that we brought to them. Blood is our hands now there is now way we can hide from it. Another scream can you hear it now I bet you can not for it is you. Wishing you knew which was right got people acting like gods and dictating the way you should live. To rebel you do everything you can but it is not helping cause now you are the one bringing sin. Now its near the end and you do everything you can to repent all those sins. Shh, now the children are the dictators and they are worst for each cycle we have to best the last.
Whiskey Tri-tip2 ½ lbs Tri-Tip Steak
2 T. Prime Rib Seasoning
1 Cup Whiskey
½ Cup Apple Cider
Rinse steak and pat dry. Cover and pat Tri-tip with seasoning salt. Put in a large Ziploc bag and pour in whiskey and apple cider and allow to sit for 1-3 hours. Remove from refrigerator and allow to come to room temperature, about 20 minutes. Remove steak from marinade. Place steak on hot oiled grill and cook 30-35 minutes per side for medium or until internal temperature reaches 145-150 degrees on an instant read thermometer. Transfer steak to platter and let rest for 5-10 minutes. Slice thinly across the grain and serve.
**whisper**"You are my insperation,someone I truly love in my life,No matter what up's and down's we have we will take it all in strife,I will be your everything you will ever need..your steady ready boulder"..I whisper this,and "I Love You"..as you lay your head on my shoulder. :)*~Ride Or Die 4 lyfe*~
WhispersWhispers
Your whispers echo in the wind
they tell me what a fool I've been
Your secrets dance before my eyes
thinking they are well disguised.
Dismal thinking of what could be
Reality takes hold of me
My hopes of what i wish to come
unravel slowly, they come undone
The dream world that I've so carefuly built
comes tumbling down with little guilt
that you so easily my dreams destroy
With the little effort that you employ
To crush my dreams and hold me back
To destract my attention thow me off track
It seems to me that your life's work
Is to make me feel I am of no worth
You say you that you love me
And yet you ask of me
All the things you'll never be
When i fall short of this unatainable goal
you stand and you gloat with pleasure untold
tell me how can you be so bold
to leave me broken once again
how can i have called you friend
Belle
11/01/07
Whispers In The WindOne night i sat all alone on a grassy hillside,
looking out into the night sky,
as i looked into the heavens visions of the past
played in my mind,
I thought of days of old when things
seems so peaceful and sereane,
not asingel worry plagued my day.
As I saw the shadows of these moments
new visions began to take there place,
I could hear a voice, coming from the distance
whispering a name.
I couldnt quiet make it out, the voice
seemed so faint, but the sound touched
my heart and a single tear fell from my eye.
how could i miss someone this much when i dont even knowwho they are i pondered to myself, then again came that whisper,
this time a little louder a little clearer,
but i was a name i didn not know,
till i met you, now every time i hear
that name my heart begins to race,
I colse my eyes and there you are right back
in that heavenly place.
to hold you to touch to feel your warm lips,
oh what visions they were, which were carried upon the whisper of the wi
Whiskey LullabyWhiskey Lullaby Lyrics
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
[1st Chorus]
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
(Sing lullaby)
The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
[2nd Choru
Whiskey CreekIn case you don't know us, we'll give you an idea of what Whiskey Creek is all about. We're a party band that loves music of all kinds and loves meeting and playing for people. We play cover tunes as well as some of our own origionals. We take requests and if we know it, we'll play it for you. Our band consists of Shawn Davidson (founder, owner, drummer, vocals), John Page (bass, vocals), T. Kane (lead guitar, slide guitar, vocals), and Bill Caines (lead guitar, keyboard, vocals). Each member brings their own style to the show and this allows us to play a wide range of music from early/classic country and rock n' roll to modern country, blues and rock. Everyone likes different things and we strive to have something to fit everyones taste. Whiskey Creek offers DVD's titled "Live & Raw". These feature 11 songs performed at several local clubs. The DVD's have not been produced to allow you to have the experience of being there live. You will see and hear the same things we did at the liv
Whiskey Creek MerchandiseT-Shirts and DVD's are available at the shows. T-Shirts feature the Whiskey Creek logo on the front and "Country the way it should be! Rock the way it's gotta be! on the back. T-Shirts sell for $15 and are available in all sizes. DVD's featuring 11 songs performed live at Portsmouth Moose, Raging Bull and Walker Branch VFW are selling for $8. DVD's are taken from the live performances and are unproduced and raw, giving you the feeling of a live show. These items are only available at the shows. We hope you enjoy these items as much as we have enjoyed bringing them to you.
"whispers In The Dark""whispers in the dark"
When you whisper my name you release me;
when you close your eyes can you see me?
when i whisper your name do you hear me?
when i embrace you at night can you feel me"?
when you see me smile will you kiss me?
if you see me lonely will you hold me?
if i gave you my heart will you take it?
there are many in life that might break it.
written words may not always feel the same
but....
if you listen closely......
you will hear me calling your name....
because i am always speaking from the heart
when i am..
whispering...
to..
you...
in the dark
Whispering WindsI hear them whisper your name, those mighty winds that blow. I know that you are close at hand the winds just told me so.
The direction from whence they blew I'm not sure I know. For only when I hear your name, am I sure the winds did blow.
Caressing my face with a whisper. Calling out your name. The winds of delight entice me. I will never be the same.
I will follow the singing wind, and where it leads I'll go. For the wind that blew you to me, will take me where I must go.
Upward into the hills. Calmly across the sea. Hold on my love, I'm coming the wind has set me free.
Free to look and search this earth no matter how far that may be. Free to follow the whispering wind, until it blows me back to thee.
I hear your laughter on the wind. I try with all my might to reach out to you on this windy night.
I feel you getting close to me. I feel your whispered love. I will reach my hand to you please find me, my sweet dove.
You grasp my hand in your sand softly speak my na
Whispering Willows And Cold Pillows .whispering willows , billiowing, and sobbing , as the wind cuts thru the trees, and carries the ferment a way . pollen every where and eyes wattering, dust and dew, and these are just a few , to sleep at night on a cold winters eve, knowing and thinking of all the alergies. Sniffing sneezing tis thisis the season. happy thankgsgiving. hugs diana
The Whisperings On Val'eveThe Whisperings On Val'eve
For longer than a taste
- or two,
I will linger;
Lips against lips,
softly against soft.
I will linger
In eyes,
- my prison,
visions of sweetness,
of sweat, of lust;
promisings of ecstasy’s sin
to flower upon my decadent hunger.
Dance soft
- circles across my tongue,
around, across,
awakening and arousing whispers auctioned
in the throes of passions;
drink until my appetite is laid bare
for a moment or two.
Command my civility
- my shadow, my touch,
- my every secret;
into words spoken as prayer,
into words cried
in breaths of consummation.
Perfection
- as my own is wondered well,
countless times stabs and penetrates
the beast beyond the shatterings of humanity descent
into the salvation of the truth of desire.
WhisperShe's just a whisper riding the tails of shooting stars falling from heaven to earth like an Angel blessed with unbroken kisses hidden deep within the gentle breath of a tempting summer breeze. She's just a whisper an immortal secret of intimate desire found in the quiet moment of a shared glance that lasted but a second but will haunt me for eternity for I never got to love her. I don't even know her name just her unspoken whisper. I'm just a whisper.
WhispersYour whispers echo in the wind
They tell me what a fool I've been
Your secrets dance before my eyes
Thinking they are well disguised
Dismal thinking of what could be
Reality takes hold of me
My hopes of what I wish to come
Unravel slowly, they come undone
The dream world that I've so carefully built
Comes tumbling down with little guilt
That you so easily my dreams destroy
With the little effort that you employ
Tell me is this a past time that you enjoy?
To crush my dreams and hold me back
To distract my attention, throw me off track
It seems to me that your life's work
Is to make me feel I'm of no worth
You say that you love me
And yet you ask me to be
The things that you could never be
And when I fall short of this unattainable goal
You stand and you gloat with pleasure untold
Tell me how can you be so bold
To leave me broken once again.
How can I have called you my best friend?
Belle
11/01/07
Whiskey GirlDon't my baby look good in them blue jeans?
Tight on the top with a belly button ring
A little tatoo somewhere in between
She only shows to me
Hey we're going out dancin' she's ready tonight
So damn good-lookin' boys it ain't even right
And when bar tender says for the lady
what's it gonna be?
I tell him man...
She ain't into wine and roses
Beer just makes her turn up her nose
And, she can't stand the thought of sippin' champagne
No Cuervo Gold Margaritas
Just ain't enough good burn in taquilla
She needs somethin' with a little more edge and a little more pain
She's my little whiskey Girl
My Ragged-on-the-edges girl
Ah, but I like 'em rough
Baby got a '69 mustang
four on the floor, and you ought to hear the pipes ring
I jump behind the wheel and it's away we go
Hey, I drive too fast, but she don't care
Blue bandana tied all up in her hair
Just sittin' there singin' every song on the radio
Whoa she's my little whiskey girl
my raggid-on-the-edges gir
Whispers In The WindWhispers in the Wind
I walk through the forest
As I open my eyes and ears to the sounds
I hear Whispers in the Wind
It calls my name
It fills my heart
It imbeds my soul with love and passion
I sit down in the middle of the forest
And become overwhelmed with my surroundings
As I hear the Whispers in the Wind
My mind goes back in time
To when my romance first began
With the Whispers in the Wind
As it flows through my hair and speaks
to me of what is to be
For I fell in love with The Whispers In the Wind
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Whispers In Your Shells And My Ear Bending.This is about a healer waxing lyrically whilst bending my ears on a beach in Goa. It was just one look and like we had known each other forever. Many people have the gift of the Third Eye in India; usually Muslims and they have a habit of honing in on me. I suppose I am an open book but anyway the man in question having made eye contact came over to my sun bed and enquired whether I wanted my ears cleaning. The man who knows all woke from his slumber and said, "No way!" The ear bender carried on his patter regardless and gave me diagrams of the inner sanctum of the ear and Eustachian tube. Hmmm, not too pretty as postcards go but he was not deterred and gave me all his credentials plus reams of glowing recommendations from past victims.
He seemed such a lovely man in as much as he had a wonderful aura and so I looked at Him Who Knows All and enquired whether it would be OK for me to have them done. He grunted and said that they were my ears and he went back to a reclining pos
Whispers In The Wind!Whispers in the Wind
Your whispers are gentle echoes
that sway ardent winds of harmony
and in the symphony of life
each word is wrapped in rhapsody.
We travel separate roads of life
gather flowers along the way and
share the music of their fragrance.
We exist between two winds,
I here under a pale moon
you, the other end of somewhere.
Sometimes when wind blows through trees
I pause to listen and in its passing
I hear the tenderness of your voice
that fills the spectrum of my soul.
You are the chime of warm rain,
the moon that glows through the trees
and within the luster of evening
your aura fills the scene.
I hear the whispers of the wind
see the stars shine in the sky,
but I hold the sunrise in my pocket.
Dance with me within the wind,
then just let me love you.
Whispers In The WindYour whispers are gentle echoes
that sway ardent winds of harmony
and in the symphony of life
each word is wrapped in rhapsody.
We travel separate roads of life
gather flowers along the way and
share the music of their fragrance.
We exist between two winds,
I here under a pale moon
you, the other end of somewhere.
Sometimes when wind blows through trees
I pause to listen and in its passing
I hear the tenderness of your voice
that fills the spectrum of my soul.
You are the chime of warm rain,
the moon that glows through the trees
and within the luster of evening
your aura fills the scene.
I hear the whispers of the wind
see the stars shine in the sky,
but I hold the sunrise in my pocket.
Dance with me within the wind,
then just let me love you.
WhispersYour whispers are gentle echoes
that sway ardent winds of harmony
and in the symphony of life
each word is wrapped in rhapsody.
We travel separate roads of life
gather flowers along the way and
share the music of their fragrance.
We exist between two winds,
I here under a pale moon
you, the other end of somewhere.
Sometimes when wind blows through trees
I pause to listen and in its passing
I hear the tenderness of your voice
that fills the spectrum of my soul.
You are the chime of warm rain,
the moon that glows through the trees
and within the luster of evening
your aura fills the scene.
I hear the whispers of the wind
see the stars shine in the sky,
but I hold the sunrise in my pocket.
Dance with me within the wind,
then just let me love you.
Whisper Of An Angelwhisper of an angel Taken time to whisper words of an angel in my ear makes me weak our conversations more interment than ever your words are bruising i wanted it to last forever distance never mattered but how strong did you think i was without your face I'm left with insanity how deep did you want it to go it doesn't feal right you in every memorizing dream ending all in a speechless fight now illusions ill savor everyone hand and hand your words of an angel are band
Whispered Autumn KissesWhispered kisses
against your face
along your jawline
I softly trace
For a moment I
hold your gaze
for a moment I'm
lost in a daze.
Our lips melt together
like chocolate in heat
our bodies cling like
magnets when they meet.
Gentle now my love
tender and slow
my body is fragile
as you know...
A soothing massage
caress my hair
kiss me softly
you know where
Just hold me
in your embrace
we'll watch the wood
dance with the flames.
The leaves descending
in a swirling dance
the brilliant colors
remind me of this chance
To open my heart's door
and let you inside
for when you hold me
my fears subside.
Forget the dark past
of pain and hurt
think not of the future
unto me, open your heart.
A Whisper In The DarkA sound that i could barely make out.
Sounds scratching at my eardrum, trying not to fight the reality that something was trying to ooo me soothe me . I could hear the swelling of breast the condensing of ovaries, this was the whisper in the dark.
This was a luscious voice of passion in m ear longing for every inch of my hard Mandingo, feeling every vein every twitch of m love muscle, through the wetness of those juices that flow, you know, inside.
This was a whisper in the dark.
I began to feel the suppleness of you hands, breast and shapely ass,as our bodies crest each other intertwined like reptiles on the Nile, never ending river, forever,flowing ,together ,no matter ,whatever,just because and just as everything was cumming clear in my ear, you appear.
Do not rip this is copywritten by me
Sterling carroll
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WhisperA warm breeze blows across my face.
I settle in against the tree,
Its rough texture digging into my back.
The solidness of it reassuring.
I hug myself tight,
Imagining your arms around me,
Aching for your heaviness on me.
Wishing for your warm breath on my neck,
My breasts, my thighs.
Wanting your hands on me,
Exploring and probing.
Resting my head and closing my eyes
Because not seeing you before me is too painful.
From my lips, in a whisper come these words,
I so miss you.
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*whistles Innocently*You Are a a Margarita Woman
You live most of your life in "Margaritaville", and everyone who knows you knows it.
You can party with the best of them - and you're really up for anything!
You're the type who's most likely to do body shots or enter a bikini contest.
You prefer to date a man as lively as you are... he has to keep up!
What Kind of Drinking Woman Are You?
WhispersTrying hard to regain my composure
You can barely hear my plea
My plea becoming
A whisper.
Hands intertwining in my hair
Griping hard
Pulling my head back
To look at you.
My neck
Curving.
A trace of excitement
Prickled down my chest.
Breasts
softly rising and lowering
Nipples growing
Harder.
Seeing you stare
Brings flushing
To me cheeks
Burning.
I watch your lips
As you wet them
With your delicious tongue.
I feel the rope
lacing my wrists
And up my arms
from behind me.
I smile knowingly.
Knowing that you like
What you see
And that pleases me.
"What did you say?"
You ask
Our noses touching.
"Thank you."
I manage to say.
"For what?"
Your lips
Faintly brushing mine.
Your hot breath
On my dry lips.
I want to lick them
But scared I'd touch yours.
My body starts to tremble
My head starts to spin.
"Thank you, Sir."
"For calling me beautiful."
I whisper
As you wet my dry lips
With your hot kiss.
Whispers From The SoulIntuition: Whispers From The Soul
By Kristen York Harrell, Psy.D.
What is intuition?
Intuition: immediate insight or understanding without conscious reasoning.
Our soul is constantly sending us information to help us along our path. Intuition is one of the vehicles the soul uses to relay messages to us. Intuitive messages can come as a sudden "knowing," gut feelings, thoughts, images, emotions, or bodily sensations. Intuition is a powerful source of information, creativity, and inspiration. When we follow our intuition our life flows more easily, things seem to fall into place, and we are generally more satisfied because we know we are following our soul path.
We all have intuitive potential. It is not something that only a few gifted people possess. It is a natural ability that we all have and a skill we can all develop. As children we freely access our intuition. Unfortunately, we often receive negative messages from our parents, teachers, or peers and we then begin to doubt
WhisperIn the cool air of the night
Sun's fading, hasty in flight
I'm holding you to my chest
Your head, on my shoulder rests
Start to whisper in your ear
Soft words no other can hear
Words describing the passion
Making love and which fashion
Love's declarations linger
Move your hair with my finger
My mouth closer to the shell
Undertone you know too well
My warm breath makes you shiver
Promises make you quiver
My lips are close to your head
Breathe warm, lets go to our bed
©dutch2lips
april 10 '08
Author's note:
Not finished yet, maybe, or maybe it is, dunno :D
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Whisper Of SinWatched a Lithuanian movie, called Nuodemes Uzkalbejimas, -- "Whisper of Sin" It's an interesting one and I reflected quite a lot. The story is about a nearly-suicidal, young woman visits a psychotherapist. She is in love with a priest, and the diagnosis of her husband's mental illness leaves no hope. The psychotherapist, in her attempts to resolve the amassed difficulties, seemingly begins to duplicate the life stages and behavioral patterns of her patient. By choosing a priest as the main role for a love story, the author broke an existing societal taboo. Faith, Love and Hope form the trilogy by the authors of this screenplay. Love stands as the grandest of the three. If life is about finding the feeling of being wanted, is it something wrong? In this story, it surprised me that it didn't bore me and it's the first Lithuanian movie I've ever seen. Tonight, a relationship ended, a new journey started. Moving forward from a relationship is an important stage in life. I am learning from
Whispers In My EarWhispers in my ear
My soul felt empty like a big black hole
I had nothing to live for and no place to go
there was no light and I felt the end was near
there was only darkness down a long black peer
the darkness brought anguish and the anguish brought fear
as darkness was about to consume my soul I heard a voice whisper in my ear
the voice so soft, gentle, and serene, said only you know the path to the light
the light is within you he said, you must choose what is tried true and right
if you follow this path the light will begin to appear
remember the light comes from within whispered the voice in my ear
everyone comes here with a plan and a purpose to this life
if this is not accomplished, there will be pain, suffering, and strife
you could have just come here to have some children to rear
or to write or paint or find the next cure said the voice that whispered in my ear
when you can’t find this purpose sometimes your soul can get lost
you search and you searc
~ Whisperin Wind ~ The winds whispered your name today... I heard it blow through the trees,
it whispered of friendship , laughter and love... it whispered to me ...
and the words sailed from above.
It blew words of enchantment, and words of the heart.. it never once left me..
it was there from the start. But the winds settled down, and the breeze left my face,
but your friendship remained, It can never be replaced.
5/29/08 Laura Wilson
Whisperprowling the night,
looking...
stalking...
there, to the right
fresh meat....
I walked slowly toward it
so i don't scare it
Humans are like deer...
They all seem to stay in a pack...
but then there are those loners,
away from everyone...
Wishing to die...
Those make easy prey.
Whispers In The DarkDespite the lies that you're making
Your love is mine for the taking
My love is just waiting
To turn your tears to roses
Despite the lies that you're making
Your love is mine for the taking
My love is just waiting
To turn your tears to roses
I will be the one that's gonna hold you
I will be the one that you run to
My love is a burning, consuming fire
No, you'll never be alone
When darkness comes I'll light the night with stars
Hear my whispers in the dark
No, you'll never be alone
When darkness comes you know I'm never far
Hear the whispers in the dark
Whispers in the dark
You feel so lonely and ragged
You lay there broken and naked
My love is just waiting
To clothe you in crimson roses
I will be the one that's gonna find you
I will be the one that's gonna guide you
My love is a burning, consuming fire
No, you'll never be alone
When darkness comes I'll light the night with stars
Hear my whispers in the dark
No, you'll never be alone
When darknes
Whiskey TearsWhiskey Tears
by LateNiteFantasy©
Sitting in a bar
Drinking my cares away.
Be here tomorrow,
be here the next day.
No Job.
Just old dirty jokes.
Don't care
Just want more smokes.
Old times
My youthfull years,
Remebering,
I drown in whisky tears.
Whistle Lap Bluff Game'It' is blindfolded and stands in the center of a seated circle while the players change seats. 'It' now sits on any player's lap. No words are spoken. Then the person on whose lap they sit must whistle a tune. He/she must guess whose lap he is sitting on. If he's correct, the two change places. If not then they must move to another lap and try again.
Whiskey's Got A Hold On Me.I don't know who I am
and why I take it this far
I wish I could find myselft
but I don't know where you are
I woke up alittle to late, wearing the same ol' shirt.
Maybe I started alittle to soon cause I'm already slurring my words.
Whiskey's got a hold of me and I can't help myself
I 've been lost since you took off, can't see me with anyone else..
Got a pair of blood shot eyes, everything to lose.
Find myself every night at this bar, yesterday's news
Last call at 2am , always tell the truth
I can see when the lights come on I'm still not over you
Cause Whiskey's got a hold on me.
Your all I see....all the time
It's why I drink you off my mind
Cause Whiskey's got a hold of me and I can't help myself
I 've been lost since you took off, can't see me with anyone else..
Whispered SighsWhispered Sighs
by LateNiteFantasy©
Whispered sighs
Tortured cries
Bodies merge then part
Touching tasting
Feeling waiting
Yet T/they're miles apart
Souls entwined
Spirits soar
the pounding of T/their hearts
Feeding loving
needing wanting
where He ends She starts
Whisperwhisper softly
so he can barely hear it
words
that may burn me in the end
they probably will
they usually do
so breathlessly
lips hardly moving
nearly a sigh
i utter them
and hope he doesn't hear
my words
i watch
for a sign
that he heard
and there is none
have i uttered a prayer
or a curse?
i'm not sure
love me
love you
need me
need you
want me
want you
o
if only
i could give them breath
give them life
let those words of mine echo
off of the mountain tops
but i can't
i'm afraid
terrified
scarred
so
i
whisper
and hope
that someday he will be
my echo
and then
and only then
my silence will be broken
The Whisper Of The Iris SongWHISPER OF THE IRIS’S SONG
SHE MOVES THROUGH THE WIND LIKE A SILKEN MIRAGE
SHE ENTICE THE GARDENS WITH HER SWEET FRAGRANCE
WHILE GLISTENING IN THE SPRING LULL
HER MAJESTY IS OF ROYALITY
SHE HOLDS HER HEAD TOWARD THE HEAVENS
TASTE THE MORNING RAINS OF HER COUNTRY
WHILE SHE SINGS ITS PRAISES
HER BLOSSOM ENCHANTS THOSE WHO COME NEAR
AND HOLDS THEM IN A STUNNING BEWITCHMENT
HER BEAUTY SUMMONS THE GATHERING
AND AS THE NIGHT FALLS,THE MOONLIGHT SHINES ABOVE HER BLOOM
IT PAINTS A PICTURE OF A BEAUTIFUL SHADOW OF THE PERFECT
WHISPER OF THE IRIS’S SONG
Whiskey Lullabyby: Brad Paisley
She put him out like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette
She broke his heart he spent his whole life tryin' to forget
We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time
But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind
Until the night
He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away her memory
Life is short but this time it was bigger
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees
We found him with his face down in the pillow
With a note that said I'll love her till I die
And when we buried him beneath the willow
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby
The rumors flew but nobody know how much she blamed herself
For years and years she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath
She finally drank her pain away a little at a time
But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind
Until the night
She put that bottle to her head and pulled the trigger
And finally drank away his memory
Life is short
WhispersThrough the cold, crisp air
Whispers from a voice so fair
Float upon the gentle breeze without care.
Whispers no more than a sigh
Echo from the trees nearby.
In the midst of the silvery giants two lovers lay;
Gazing into each others love-stricken eyes they vow to always stay.
The soft beams of the silver moon falling upon her face,
Adding an extra touch of elegance and grace.
The fair voice whispers breaking the silent trance.
Smiling her lover gets on one knee to offer an eternal alliance.
Softly she replies With twinkles in her eyes.
In his hand a diamond ring appears
As he promises to fight away her fears.
With tears beginning to fill her eyes
He embraces her close wiping the tears from her eyes.
Finally he says the words she's been waiting to hear.
Looking her in the eyes he said
My Dear, I love you.
Written by Danielle K.
Whispers Of No MeritThese secrets
Such lies
Feelings I dispise
Hurting the ones I love
Hiding what I know is true
But what can anyone do
What they dont know
Can't bring them pain
But knowing brings such distain
Whatever, it doesn't matter
I can hide it for eternity
They will never get this out of me
Shallow bitterness I may feel
But it doesnt matter if they dont know
These feelings I have I cannot show
Hidden beneath the surface
Beneath a thin layer of ice
Not so much sugar and plenty of spice
Never will you know what I think
Your heart isnt worth breaking
Because its someone elses for the taking.
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Whisper Of The Heartemotions dripping down
one after another
slowly filling
the love filled heart
dreams close enough
to being a reality
dangle infront of me
waiting for the moment
to break out from the
self imposed restraint
that is killing me
day after day!
as the whisper of winds
gently caress the night sky
a familiar longing
rekindles the emotions
wandering through the
darkness of the night
the face that i long to hold
appears in every little thing i see;
if only the wind could carry
the unrevealed emotions
that my heart is crying out every night,
i would send it as my messenger right away!
as the night spreads its shadows across the land
i close my eyes, thinking of the moment
when you came in and stole my thoughts,
dreaming of the smile that melted my heart!
Whisper - EvanescenceCatch me as I fall.
Say you're here, and it's all over now.
Speaking to the atmosphere.
No one's here, and I fall into myself.
This truth drives me, into madness.
I know I can stop the pain if I will it all away.
(Chorus)
Don't turn away.
Don't give in to the pain.
Don't try to hide,
Though they're screaming your name.
Don't close your eyes!
GOD knows what lies behind them.
Don't turn out the light.
Never sleep, never die.
I'm frightened by what I see,
But somehow I know that there's much more to come.
Immobilized by my fear,
And soon to be blinded by tears
I can stop the pain if I will it all away.
(Chorus)
Don't turn away.
Don't give in to the pain.
Don't try to hide,
THough they're screaming your name.
Don't close your eyes!
GOD knows what lies behind them.
Don't turn out the light.
Never sleep, never die.
Fallen angels at my feet;
Whispered voices at my ear;
Death before my eyes;
Lying next to me I fear;
She beckons me shall I give in
Upon
WhispersWhispers
I woke up early this morning to whispers in my ear. But when I opened my eyes and looked around there was no one there. I wonder are you here or am I just insane, to think you’re with me gets me through the day.
I go to the closet and look inside, are you hiding in there won’t you come outside. I hear some more whispers with different tones some are lower and some are like a soft moan.
I think I am crazy to hear such things but these whispers are voices I love hearing what they say. I lean in further and put my ear close in; I pretend I’m not listening to any of them.
I go about my business and hold in my laugh, for if I let it out that will be that. So I close the closet and stand close by near, to catch the whispers that have been in my ear.
The closet door opens and I see a little head peeking out of the wardrobe by the bed. I slowly sneak closer careful not to creak, I am going to catch them without making a peep.
As they step out I hold my hands up high getting re
3 Whiskeys :)A man walked into a bar, sat down,
ordered 3 shots of whiskey, drank
them, then left. This continued daily
for several weeks.
Curious, the bartender asked him one
day, "Why do you always order three
shots Whiskey?"
The man answered,
"Because my two brothers and I always
used to have one shot each, and since
they've both passed on, I've continued
to order the three shots in their honor."
The bartender thought that this was a
very noble thing to do, and welcomed the
man every time he visited the bar.
Two weeks later, the man walked into the
bar for his daily visit and ordered two
shots of whiskey. Surprised, the bartender
asked him why he only ordered two when
had had always been ordering three.
The man answered, "Oh, I've decided to
stop drinking."
WhisperSlowly she takes my
Hand and leads it to her
Wetness.
She lowers her
Head into my
Shoulder, sighing.
Anxiously awaiting
The parting of her lips.
I raise her head and
Kiss her
Intently.
Loving the look of
Innocence on her face.
She smiles and
Gazes into my eyes.
I feel her heat
On my fingers
As I toy with her.
Making her want more.
Her mouth
Slightly opens
As she softly moans.
Whispering,
Take me.
© 2007, Kristin E. Porter. All rights reserved.
No republication of this material, in any form or
medium, is permitted without express permission
of the author.
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WhisperWhisper
sing me a song
of desire and lust
under a canopy of dreams
softly
Whiskey Mornin' (one Last Song)Whiskey mornin' comes again...
Heir to sorrow
Pray my pain doesn't scream my name
Married to my delusion
Working hard to find my way
Through your eyes everythings clear
I'm alone for now...
Trying to sleep
Tough to rest in this bottle
I fall inside your arms
Don't remember where I was
Realized life was a game
The more seriously I took things
The harder the rules became...
The sleeping feel no more pain
The living bear those scars
Smile when you think of me...
A Tout Le Monde, A Tout Mes Amis...
Je Vous Em, Je Doit Partir
One last song...
Fear Not Death
Life is Pain...
Whisper...So soft your whisper. .it leaves me with a quiver.. On my skin, in my soul..
Its hard not to lose control, in your presence and feed upon your essence
And revel in your soul, burning my cold image with in your fire fueling our desire..
To epic proportions, complacent thoughts drive perceived notions, and bring us together as one.. Untold is our story.. Destined for glory in light or dark.. Searching for the keys.. to chained hearts.. As I beg the blanket of stars on my knees.. Take her whisper never from me…
Whispers In The WindYour whispers are gentle echoes
that sway ardent winds of harmony
and in the symphony of life
each word is wrapped in rhapsody.
We travel separate roads of life
gather flowers along the way and
share the music of their fragrance.
We exist between two winds,
I here under a pale moon
you, the other end of somewhere.
Sometimes when wind blows through trees
I pause to listen and in its passing
I hear the tenderness of your voice
that fills the spectrum of my soul.
You are the chime of warm rain,
the moon that glows through the trees
and within the luster of evening
your aura fills the scene.
I hear the whispers of the wind
see the stars shine in the sky,
but I hold the sunrise in my pocket.
Dance with me within the wind,
then just let me love you.
Whispers In The WindWhispers in the Wind
Your whispers are gentle echoes
that sway ardent winds of harmony
and in the symphony of life
each word is wrapped in rhapsody.
We travel separate roads of life
gather flowers along the way and
share the music of their fragrance.
We exist between two winds,
I here under a pale moon
you, the other end of somewhere.
Sometimes when wind blows through trees
I pause to listen and in its passing
I hear the tenderness of your voice
that fills the spectrum of my soul.
You are the chime of warm rain,
the moon that glows through the trees
and within the luster of evening
your aura fills the scene.
I hear the whispers of the wind
see the stars shine in the sky,
but I hold the sunrise in my pocket.
Dance with me within the wind,
then just let me love you.
WhispersWhispers of your presence lingers through the day
winds of need blow gentle as thoughts of you it plays.
Sitting by the lake of dreams holding your silky hand
million thoughts run through my head steady making plans.
Virtual renaissance painting, ambrosial angel face
picture of perfection beauty style and grace.
Let me be the canvas for the colors in your life
brush in hand I will paint away all the grays of strife.
Saturated by a mist of sexually enigmatic dreams.
knowing that one special day, we will ride the tide supreme.
Rose petal scented hot tub and candles set the mood
strawberry taste on full red lips, not to be eschewed.
On soft feather pillows, you lay your pretty head
satin sheets caress your skin on color of deep red.
Moonlight through the window silhouette on the shade
As darkness hung with folded wings, it sang a serenade.
Whispers WhistlingWhispers Whistling
I hear you calling, your whispers whistling. To the feet I stand. A journey to the window. Leafs fluttering anxiously calling. As the wind whips through them. The green grass shivers with anticipation yearning for your softly spoken words. People seen in the streets yet the streets seem so bare. All I hear are your whispers whistling and the calmness in the air. My soul glows, my hair stands on end. As the memories conjure of the good times we had. I run to the breeze and let it take over me. I feel your touch in the caressing of the wind. I hear your whispers whistling in the warm summer of sin. Our passion burns like a kindling till our next meet. For now I stay patiently zealous, on the horizon of dreams.
Whispers In The WindWhispers in the Wind
Your whispers are gentle echoes
that sway ardent winds of harmony
and in the symphony of life
each word is wrapped in rhapsody.
We travel separate roads of life
gather flowers along the way and
share the music of their fragrance.
We exist between two winds,
I here under a pale moon
you, the other end of somewhere.
Sometimes when wind blows through trees
I pause to listen and in its passing
I hear the tenderness of your voice
that fills the spectrum of my soul.
You are the chime of warm rain,
the moon that glows through the trees
and within the luster of evening
your aura fills the scene.
I hear the whispers of the wind
see the stars shine in the sky,
but I hold the sunrise in my pocket.
Dance with me within the wind,
then just let me love you.
Whispers Of LoveListen to the echo As it whispers in your ear It's calling out your name For all the world to hear It's a message from my heart Of words I swear are true It stirs a gentle wind And speaks of love for you Just listen to the birds For I dedicate their tune It will rise the morning Sun While making flowers bloom And butterflies will dance From the whispers in the trees While rainbows fill the sky To a delightful summer breeze So listen with your heart And my voice will come your way And whisper words of love I'll share with you each day
copyright jas 2009
Whispers Of LoveListen to the echoAs it whispers in your earIt's calling out your nameFor all the world to hearIt's a message from my heartOf words I swear are trueIt stirs a gentle windAnd speaks of love for youJust listen to the birdsFor I dedicate their tuneIt will rise the morning SunWhile making flowers bloomAnd butterflies will danceFrom the whispers in the treesWhile rainbows fill the skyTo a delightful summer breezeSo listen with your heartAnd my voice will come your wayAnd whisper words of loveI'll share with you each day copyright jas 2009
WhistlingI dip my bokken into the clear water.Dragging, writing, dancing in the currentnot contemplating, not pensingjust fighting the flow as my toy blade sloths against the stream.
There's not enough weight to this bladenot enough sin in my heart.It's too gentle. An artist's weapon.Delicate- refined- balanced.Bruising, not cleaving.
The even, smooth worksmanshipthe artisan sanding, the thick varnish chipped finely against hardwood floors and claustrophobic ceilingsa meer bauble that served to only teach me the gravity of my swing
those punctuated- perfect strokes of misery.Each escape of air a cry for helpa drowning plee unheardeach downward plunge another petalfall of sorrow.If I were to put a blade to it... if I were to...
thrust that sadness- with the same perfect swinginto the heart of an opponent-would I be understood?For just one moment...before pain twisted his facebefore fear took what was left of his mind and heart?
I flip the bokken from the tips of my fingersgently, apologetic
Whispers In The WindYour whispers are gentle echoes that sway ardent winds of harmony and in the symphony of life each word is wrapped in rhapsody. We travel separate roads of life gather flowers along the way and share the music of their fragrance. We exist between two winds, I here under a pale moon you, the other end of somewhere. Sometimes when wind blows through trees I pause to listen and in its passing I hear the tenderness of your voice that fills the spectrum of my soul. You are the chime of warm rain, the moon that glows through the trees and within the luster of evening your aura fills the scene. I hear the whispers of the wind see the stars shine in the sky, but I hold the sunrise in my pocket. Dance with me within the wind, then just let me love you.
A WhisperIf we were in a very crowded bar both tispy as hell I walk by you whisper in your ear but you do not see me do it and disappear... would you try to find me?
WhispersLonger stretches the rays of the sun
nurishment and warmth they deliver
barefoot feeling the coolness of each blade of grass
Heavy hearted from the loss
walked away without warning without trace
peace be still my soul cries
while the wind whispers jerry.....
Whisper Of A GhostTIS BUT A WHISPER OF A GHOST STANDING BEFORE ME,
NOTHING BUT A LOST LOVE GONEWISHING TO BE...
CALLING FORTH PAST MEMORIES BETTER OFF DEAD,
REMINDING ME OF THINGS THAT ONCE WAS SAID...
AWAY, I SAY, PLEASE FADE FROM MY EYES,
WHY BRING BACK THESE FORGOTTEN TEARS I CRY...
MUST YOU STAND THERE WITHOUT A WORD SPOKEN,
CAN YOU NOT SEE THAT MY HEART IS STILL BROKEN...
I STILL YEARN FOR THE FEEL OF YOUR LOVING TOUCH,
THE SADNESS OF YOUR LOSS STILL HURTS SO MUCH...
TORTURE ME NOT BY BEING HERE IN MY SIGHT,
APPEARING ONLY TO ME NIGHT AFTER NIGHT...
YOUR GHOST BRINGS TO ME NOTHING BUT A CURSE,
CAUSING MY EMOTIONS AND STRESS TO GET WORSE...
I BEG OF THEE, MY GHOST OF MY LOVE NOW GONE,
SEE THAT THIS PLACE IS NO LONGER YOUR HOME...
GO BACK TO YOUR GRAVE AND FIND EVERLASTING SLEEP,
AND KNOW THAT OUR LOVE IS STILL VERY DEEP...
NEVER AGAIN TO RISE SO THAT PEACE WILL COME TO ME,
GO NOW, MY LOVE, SO THAT I CAN FINALLY BE FREE
Whiskey LullabyIts a good thing that I am not a drinker right now thats all I can say.....
Whiskey LullabyShe put him out like the burnin 'end of a midnight cigarette But he never could get drunk enough to get her off his mind She broke his heart, he spent his whole life tryin 'to forget Until 'the night We watched him drink his pain away a little at a time He put that bottle to his head and pulled the trigger And finally drank away her memory Life is short but this time it was bigger Than the strength he had to get up off his knees We found him with his face down in the pillow With a note that said, "I'll love her till I die" The Angels sang a whiskey lullaby And when we buried him beneath the willow La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa The rumors flew but nobody knew how much she blamed herself For years and years, she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath She finally drank her pain away a little at a time But she never could get drunk enough to get him off her mind Until 'the night Life is short but this time i
Whispers From WithinCaught in a web of screams I dreamt a dream of many dreams tears of realistic fears ~ repetitive for many years I end up stranded in the here and now as I swallow my fury, I face a labyrinth of thousands who question the purpose ... Like a reflection in a mirror, I see YOU clearly ... I extend my hand and like yesterday's memory, we tightly embrace. Intimately we unite for the moment, our souls woven together and in this moment I wasn't lost ... Whispers from within showed me and allowed me to be free. I breathed a breath of yours, violating all reason, primitive promises excused... ... leaving me wanting, needing ... showing me life again, filled with HOPE curiously, I ache for more. Caught in a web of lustful screams, I dreamt a dream of many dreams. Tears of longing and bent knees of prayer opening my heart up for tons of hope without your spirit, I couldn't cope.
(@) Kristin Davis
The Whispy World Of DreamsNo matter how prosaic, practical, and ploddingly unimaginative we may be, we have dreams like everybody else. All of us do. In them even the most down-to-earth and pedestrian of us leave earth behind and go flying, not walking, through the air like pelicans. Even the most respectable go strolling along crowded pavements naked as truth. Even the confirmed disbelievers in an afterlife hold converse with the dead just as the most dyed-in-the-wool debunkers of the supernatural have adventures to make Madame Blavatsky’s hair stand on end.
The tears of dreams can be real enough to wet the pillow and the passions of them fierce enough to make the flesh burn. There are times we dream our way to a truth or an insight so overwhelming that it startles us awake and haunts us for years to come. As easily as from room to room, we move from things that happened so long ago we had forgotten them to things lying ahead that may be waiting to happen or trying to happen still. On our way we are as
Whispers
With intentions, cloudless day, clear.Wishing to whisper sweet words in her ear.Anxiously tempted to let her hear.Of dreams dreamt...of her being near.Unveiled and naked, a heart exposed with out fear.
The Whispers Of LoveThe whisper of love echos
As I watch you softly slumber.
I try not to wake you,
As gracefully you sleep.
The whisper of desire stirs
As your beauty leads to hunger,
The desire to be with you
A golden treasure I do seek.
The whisper of a tear falls
As I remember trespasses past.
It dances down my cheek
as memories stab so deep.
The whisper of a smile cracks,
and slowly returns to me.
As I remember that a rainbow
somehow always followed the rain.
The whisper of fear awakesn
and strikes from deep within me.
For a future that is uncertain,
and a present that's just here.
The Angel's whisper's chiming,
reminds me that it's the present,
and presently you lie here,
as everything I hold dear.
The whisper o
A Whisper Throught The Night A Whisper through the night
By Thomas Gargis
It was a dark foggy night when she was standing by her window. As the fog had roll across the dark ground, she heard a whisper through the dark night that scared her. She jumped from the window that startled her and then slowly walking back to it to see what was making that noise. As she look to see who or what was out there but only seeing the thick dense dark fog that lay across the ground. As she was about to turn and head for bed because a long day she had at work, but the whisper through the night was calling her name again.
She was thinking and concerned “why am I hearing this? Is it that I’m so tired from work that I am imagining this in my mind?” Hum as she stood there by the window wondering as the whisper through the night was getting louder as if it was coming towards her. Now she is really s
WhispersThere's a presence right beside me,And all around me, too.Rushing, dripping, I feel time,And all of those it's left behind.I feel the heartbeat of the past,Of every love that didn't last.And as the wind blows through the trees,I muse, 'When will it be me?When will my life be a story?Thought up in some author's head,That hears the whispers of the dead.When will it be me?'The sun rises and I see,Time is dripping, dripping by.Forever, death is doomed to sigh,"They never learn, they never find,The lessons I have left behind
A Whisper SweetBasket full of pretty posiesfrom the "you" I love,both of us to talk togetherunder stars above.A whisper sweet disclosesthe magic that you feel,I'm delighted with the roses,roses tell me love is real.We sing a song of rainbowsto the tune of a lullaby,you and I both wearing halosso in love ~ as time goes by
The Whisper Of An Angel~by JdWe are all racing to finda purpose,
Would could deny that we are all prone to deny our undertakings?
Somehow standing inbetween where i never thought i would be,
Intersecting with this path i've road till now and the next chapter is slowly beginning.
Taking charge only to realize we have yet to set a destination,
No mind to me maybe life could use some curiousity to lessen the afterglows touch.
Maybe in life we are to be ever changing and attachments only exist if its real,
Here we are wasting precious energy on the things we only wish we could ever hold.
Maybe i cannot alow my self to sit back and watch time twist and mold the outcome,
I've always been head first but i slowed down learned patience and now i see i must get this moving along.
Right back to the point, Feeling so flustered, So how could i pass up the one oppurtunity to feel what its like to be alive,
The energy seems to rip through my body and disburst from each and everyone of my seams, Scream infedeli
Whispers Of Lovesweet as the love that you whisper in my ear sweet as the love you show me every day sweet as the kiss which i feel on my lips sweet as you are knowing that a love as undying as ours will live on throught out the years kisses shared tears that have falln an been kissed away like nothing no one has ever known as sweet love like ours is so rare theres none like it to be found happy as the day i met you happy as the day we both shall die but for today it is our love that keeps us going a love living an breathing so bold
WhisperSlip into the nightCaught on a dream.Rip yourself awayAnd don't look back.It's time for freedomAnd time to love.It's time to leave behindEverything you've held onto.Don't be afraidAs you slip through the trees.The moon and stars will guide youAnd lead you safely to me.Softly, I whsiperAnd hope that you can hear:'This is it, my love,No turning back.'But even from miles awayI hear your heart beating in your chest.I feel the fear in youThat I know you've been hiding.You don't want to come here tonightAnd I understand why.But I want this last chanceTo look into your eyes.Soon everything will changeAnd we will drift apart.So tonight, let's hold eachotherAnd whisper in the dark.
WhistleI had an appointment this morning and actually kept it. Seems some of the politicians are getting threat and so forth and yet there are two squad cars behind me. I am viewd more as a threat while there are people that are actually are a threat. Easy to detect them when their tagging as it is if they were actually headed to some place. Is it that easy?
My surgery I am reconsidering due to the position that is given me upom my death. I know what happens and I also know how not to complete it. At that point I am free and can behave as I choose. Nothing is there to stop me from doing anything and all I have to do is allow the natural process of life to take place. Such archic concepts as vedetta is in my realm to exercise. Ask the Roman Catholic church about the Exorcist and hes inability to interfere. God wins what ever is my choice. A choice I never had because I don't dwell in a dream land but the concrete reality called life and death. In life and death there are no choices to make on
WhispersYou sit under a slim palm tree. The sun glaring down, burning. Flies zoom about you. The continuous bite of insects a distant annoyance. Eyes aching trying to take in what surrounds you. A dull throbbing preventing any clear thought. Children running about, parents smiling chasing them down. Faint voices discussing the events of the past week. Each opinning how greatly they were affected. How fortunate their homes stand.
An evil time now gone, a faint memory. Yet that memory is strong and alive within you. A luxurious home, top of the line sports car, wealthy family all gone. The christmas party where your daughter announced her engagment. Not a person heard your voice. The birth of your grandchild. Joyous, yet that child did not feel your touch. The death of your mother. Not a soul heard your kind and loving words. Reaching out to hold her husband you embrace air. Losing everything you held dear. Not a soul reaches out to help you up.
Born alone. Live alone.
Whiskey Days Bikes & Babes & Whiskey DaysFree live'n & love'n are this bikers ways A thick thirty for breakfast, a frsh bowl for lunchShaved pussy for dinner no hair to munch On a warm summers eve as the suns going downRiding the highways is where I can be found Sorounded by brothers I roll thirty deepI know when I'm dead I'll catch up on sleep Bikes & Babes & Whiskey daysI'm love'n my life for my biker ways A freash bowl for breakfast, a thick thirty for luncha pretty young redhaed thrown in for brunch Long gone are the days when I was beginerI'mlive'n it large with the Saints & Sinners
A Whisper
A whisper, a sigh
A wink and a glance
The glimpse of a thigh
The thought of romance.
You move in a bit closer
And dance just right
I long to hold you
Long into the night.
My heart beat quickens
Eyes shine with lust
My muscle thickens
Anticipating a thrust.
Our heartbeats are frantic
As clothes start to fall
Each touch is electric
Whisper
Whisper in my ear and tell me everything's alright Hold me close and help me make it through this lonely night Promise me the sweet things that all lovers always do And for tonight I promise I'll believe the words are true Make me think that everything's exactly what it seems I'll close my eyes and put aside so many shattered dreams I need to wipe away the dust of things that went before So hold me close and tell me this will last forevermore Here in the darkness, next to you, I'll give you all my trust Though I know words turn into ashes, diamonds turn to dust Just say the words you've said and heard, we all know what to say I need to hear them all tonight, to chase this pain away Tell me that I am the one that you've been waiting for And I'll believe each word until you walk out of the door A whisper is the sweetest thing, makes all the words sound right I promise I won't hold you to them in the morning light The world is such a lonely place and life can be so cold Tonight I
The Whispered VoiceShe dropped down to her knees,hands fisted in the grass.Sobbing out in heartache,silently screaming "why god why?!?"Off in the distance,comes a whispered reply,"My child its a trial,trust in me your safe and sound"She sits back and wonders,where everyone has gone.She ask her self aloud,"why am I all alone?"Again off in the distance,comes to her a whispered reply."My child you are never alone,I will forever be at your side."She closes her eyes,and words a silent plea."Why now lord,why him and not me?"The voice still gental,comes whispering through."Because my child,your payment isnt due."She lays her head to rest,drifting off to sleep.Hearing the last of the voice,whispered in the breeze."Rest for now my child,remember your never alone.I am always with you,through the love in your home."
Whispering The Time AwayWatching as my red blood drips
White birds scatter as I touch my lips
Floating away on their worldly trips
Leaving nothing but water
Touching my hand to a withering tree
When will I open my eyes to see
All the creatures staring at me
I am nobody's daughter
Whispersthe cold wind bitterly tore at my face as the first wintery snow began to fall.i pulled my colar around my neck and looked across the frozen tundra.id done alot in my life an now it was all comming to an end.i sat near a fallen log,the snow freezing to my coat,and i pondered what the doctors had told me that morning.i had been diagnosed with stomach and colan cancer,my time could be measured with a six month calender.it had been a good life,i had no regrets and had made alot of friends but there were times thaaat werent so great also.
i remembered the good as well as the bad.id been a cop and had started at an early age in my profession.i was moved from school to school to help combat the growing drug problems.i did this with no remorse becouse id seen my best friend die before my eyes from an over dose.with this assignment i was able to help alot of kids,not just throw them in jail and forget.for this i felt good an i kept in contact with several for manny years.the bad part was alo
Whiskey A Mu-shuLast night I got some chinese food. I didn't think I got all that much, some Kung Pao shrimp (I like mine with extra Pao) some lo-mein (they never laugh when I ask if they have hi-mein) some pepper steak, and some fried wontons. They put it all in a box and I take it home. I am looking today at the box, and notice its a box for whiskey. I think to myself, how much whisky does your average chinese place go through that they have extra boxes of it?
On another unrelated note. I was in the store today and there was a chineese guy with his son ahead of me in line. They had five 5lb bags of sugar and half a case of Dr Pepper. I found this a little odd, so I mention it to the girl at the counter. Younger girl, kind of pretty, but must have acne problems because she wears a lot of foundation. I know this because she had a long sleeve hoody on, and I could see the makeup marks on the the cuffs where she must have wiped her face. I tend to notice little things like this. She wasn't
Whiskey VoiceYour voice is like whiskey and honey – warm and golden; smoky and sweet. It slides down inside me creating heat wherever it touches. Your whispered words intoxicate me. Tip the bottle, my love, and drench me in your thoughts, your ideas, your emotions… I’m dying of thirst and only you can quench me.
WhispersAs I face myself through teary eyes I don’t recognize my reflection A shadow of my former self I see a fraud, a coward a sad soul Too ashamed to seek guidance And always thinking I’m not good enough. As I stand alone unsure what to do I hear a sweet whisper in my ear, Saying “Stay strong, have faith I will guide you and protect you” As I turn around to catch a glimpse I see brightness but was oh so brief, There was a comfort in this whisper My spirits lifted, soaring so high As I lay down and close my eyes I feel relaxed and calm, I drifted off. In my dream I awoke There stood the angel that I hoped Once again I hear a whisper Saying “I’m here to give you hope And stand by your side”
Whisper At Night By Max I love every morning day
Long stood there like frozen clouds
With out any sound and why is that
Really I could not say
I love the way how birds sing
Sometimes i'm like a bird dancing on the top of your fingers
I have no reason to fly away
But I can not stay
I love every drop of the rain
It's like bunch of brand new lifes
Falling all over my face,wash me clean
I should be ok
I love the paper blowing in the wind
Follow a track of unknown
Off and on,up and down
Whisper at night
Would never obey
Whispers In The WindYour whispers are gentle echoesthat sway ardent winds of harmonyand in the symphony of lifeeach word is wrapped in rhapsody.We travel separate roads of lifegather flowers along the way andshare the music of their fragrance.We exist between two winds,I here under a pale moonyou, the other end of somewhere.Sometimes when wind blows through treesI pause to listen and in its passingI hear the tenderness of your voicethat fills the spectrum of my soul.You are the chime of warm rain,the moon that glows through the treesand within the luster of eveningyour aura fills the scene.I hear the whispers of the windsee the stars shine in the sky,but I hold the sunrise in my pocket.Dance with me within the wind,then just let me love you.
WhisperWhisper.. to me, When I close my eyes..Tell me ..Tell me...Sweet lies...Say it's all true..No matter what you do.. Your affection is true. Wrap your hands on my thighs. Pull me tight..Pull me higher..Never stopping..Never quite..Softly.Slowly..Adrenalin rushing..Body blushing.. Feeling you. Talk me throw., Until the end...Until we begin ..Letting go.. Giving in..Tell me love.Whisper..
Whispered Your NameWhispered Your Name
by Poet Robert J. Neal on Monday, March 12, 2012 at 10:39am ·
Yes...my Love...it's so very true...
You're the reason for my creation
As existing with you...permeates...
Every atom of my existence
My every cell is filled...
With the Love...God created between Us
Which flows through my veins...
And is carried by my blood...
To a heart...that God set to beating...
As He whispered your name...
Into the consciousness of my spirit
And to know that your heart beats for me...
And that I can feel it's rhythm...
Echoing throughout every aspect of my being...
Only builds the Faith that God's instilled
And intensifies my belief in Him...in You...
And in the truth of all His promises
Which have been brought into being...
As He spoke each one into existence
Which has Us awaiting the fulfillment of them all...
With everything that...We are!!!
Written By...Robert Neal
Whispered WordsWhispered Words
by Poet Robert J. Neal on Monday, March 12, 2012 at 2:58pm ·
Ah...as I see you...
Looking back over your shoulder...
I can tell that you heard me...
As I whispered your name...
Into the gentle breeze
Just as I know that you can see me...
As I kneel in Prayer...
And you know that I'm asking God...
To carry my whispered words to you once again
"Feel me...my Love...in the winds caress,"...
"Experience the true essence of my being,"...
"Draw me into you...with the air that you breathe,"
"And feel the power of my Love,"...
"As it flows through the entirety of your being,"...
"Bringing you the healing and the peace,"...
"That God has allowed you to find in me!!!"
"I Love you Baby and I thank God for you,"
"As you're my everything,"...
And I will cherish you forever!!!"
Written By...Robert Neal
Whispers Of The Night From A FriendWhispers Of The NightListen To The Winds Soft Cry Of A Lady Singing Her Lullaby Whispers Of The Night So Long Wishing For That Famous Love SongYou Are My Light When Darkness Falls You Are My Sight In My Darkened HallsHear The Joy Of An Angel's Glee When The People Around Her Now See With Eyes So Clear And Pure All Now Really Can Be SureMy Sweetest thoughts for you !!Stan
Thank you dear friend.
Whisper Soft KissesWhisper Soft Kisses
Whisper soft kissesGentle warm caressesScent of soap and clean bodyTaste of mintSliding down your bodySlow teasingHot passionateDemanding urgencySweet surrenderGlorious ReleaseWhisper soft kisses
A Whisper Away A whisper away...when all the room floats in silence... you might hear a flap of wings...Make your wish... and be joyful... close your eyes... A hand like silk on your face...it is an angel´s kiss... the room fills with peace...your heart swells in love... it is the wish of an angel...be grateful... be grateful...
WhisperIt comes on the wind
the depth of this feeling
it forces its way into little cracks and crevices
dark corners untouched
Holding imagination hostage
for the whims of its desires
It ravages doubt
leaves jaded hearts in question of their walls
and lonely souls in yearning
for all they had been promised
Drapes the darkness
in neverending bright
illuminating a path that has left the walker
bloodied and broken
Copyright 2013 Ella Valentine
" Whispering Winds "At first the winds so soft and gentle , caressing your face with tender care ,
The slight breezes lift your hair as a silent wave , bringing the slightest of fears,
As quickly as it started with a sigh.... it turns regretfully with the strength of furror untold
Trees bend , branches snap , hearts grow fearful , the wind sounds so angry ,
And I wondered what I did to anger her or him so vibrantly that it wanted to blow me away .
What I thought and what it is can not be obtained by mere wishes .......I can feel a hard race will finally take place , So I prepare my mind .Grandmother told me a secret about the wind , You run with it , Not against it , you do it together as one and you just run ...run ...run....
Then after you've ran so long , and your breath is gasping in your throat and you wonder if you'll make it through the cold hard night , you wonder then why you were even raceing in the first place ? then only then will you hear the whisperings , ever so softly at first but i
Whistling To The Tune Of You...my voice is an instrument that i use to sing to youwhistling silent whispers, something like a tunehow i plant these thoughts, and embed them in my mindoh, i'm thinking softly, i dream we dine with winei used to restrain my tears and bury them in my soulbut now the current is in motion, and you have sewn up the holei am not encompassed by my troublesnor bothered by my worriesi take my time and act deliberateno longer through this life i scurrywhere ballads once were sadthey have new timing and new beatthere is joy behind my laughterand a feather beneath my feeti was never fond of heartachebut it seems as though my fatei've been swallowed in emotionsmost of them are hatenow i whistle winds of rapturemy mind oft to think of youunsilent whispers that i captureand it is you who called the tune
WhiskeyWhiskey
Like a vacation
A warmth that I avoid
Feeling stronger in the cold
Like that woman snowbound
In a cave with her infant
In Idaho
Feet frostbitten after a night
While her husband walked to a town
So far way
They were snowbound
In Idaho
Her feet so much in pain
She buried them in snow
She ate skittles & vitamins
Breast fed her child
When her milk ran out
She fed him melted snow
And sugar
Burying her feet in the snow
To numb the pain
The throb
Of dying tissue
Her husband made it to the highway
Crippled
Rescuers found her & the infant
Soon after his directions
To the cave
Happy newspaper pix of their survival
Not showing their now stumped feet
Toes removed due to frostbite
Both
But the infant was saved
All that matters
Seeing that Newspaper image
They were GLAD to give up their toes & feet
To save their boy
Whiskey warmth
Like a vacation
That I am not worthy of
I still have my toes
Whispering WindsI can hear the whispering of the wind ,it's calling my heart not even by name ,
When are you coming home , I miss you so much , you forgot to phone and you
Lost your way home but I hear you whispering in the wind .
Sometimes I hear laughter , sometimes songs , it always tells me you're longing for home . At times it screams a long wailing cry , chilling sadness goes up my spine , The wind is always telling me of you , of how much you're yearning too ,
I stand by the clift and close my eyes , the wind is giving a close felt sigh.
You wrap me in coolness on a hot summers eve , caressing me gently with a sweet loving breeze . I spread out my arms to catch it all , wishing I could fly and not fall.
I hear you whispering in the wind .... Come home !
WhisperIf you want
My attention
A whisper
Is louder
Than a scream
The mountains know
The power of a storm
Is dwarfed
By the power
Of a stream
The sharpest sight
Is blurry
Compared to
The visions
In a dream
So if you want
My attention
If you really want
My attention
A whisper
Is louder
Than a scream
Whispers In The DarkShe thinks back to the night before, her lovers touch on her skin, a smile forms on her lips. She closes her eyes and can still almost feel him on top of her, taking her in only the way that he can. She bites her lip, anticipating the next rendezvous, wishing she could feel him inside her at this moment.... Looking up into his eyes, his lips against hers, telling her that he wants her to tell him just how much she loves his cock... She does as he asks, not only because it pleases him, but also because it pleases her. She can release her inner slut with him, and after it is all said and done, he is pleased with her, and treats her like a lady....The woman who was once insatiable has now met her match...She enjoys every minute spent with him, anticipates the next time, and fears the end of it all... Neither of them want a relationship, but what an erotic pair they make when they surrender to lust....She thinks about how he feels inside her constantly, the taste of his lips, his skin, and
White KnightI want to hold you tight
So you can feel I am right
Feel my soul
Understand this story is not yet told
For sure though you will understand what has guided me
It is the understanding there are alot of fish in the sea
But nothing that I can see between you and me
Take my hand and climb this rainbow
There is no end
I will guide you down
Your pot of gold is life itself
Today is the day you smile forever more
But know if you need to cry
I am not very far away
Feel those days pass by
You will never wonder why
You will ask god who is this man
he is your plan
I sent him to you
So you could live a life that is so true
Wipe those tears from your eyes
This is your white knight in disguise.
White Sox FanAn elementary teacher starts a new job at a school in Milwaukee and, trying to make a good impression on her first day, explains to her class that she's a Brewers fan. She asks the class to raise their hands if they too are
Brewers fans.
Everyone in the class raises their hand except one little girl.
The teacher looks at the girl with surprise and says: "Mary, why didn't you raise your hand?"
"Because I'm not a Brewers fan," she replied.
The teacher asked: "Well, if you're not a Brewers fan, then who do you support?"
"I'm a Cubs fan, and proud of it," Mary replied.
The teacher was surprised. "Well Mary, might you explain why are you a Cubs fan?"
"Because my Mom and Dad are from Chicago and my Mom is a Cubs fan and my dad is a Cubs fan, so I'm a Cubs fan too!"
"Well," said the teacher, annoyed, "that's no reason for you to be a Cub's fan. You don't have to be just like your parents all of the time. What if your Mom was a prostitute and your dad was a drug a
The White BuffaloA farm in Wisconsin is quickly becoming hallowed ground for American Indians with the birth of its third white buffalo, an animal considered sacred by many tribes for its potential to bring good fortune and peace.
The white buffalo is particularly sacred to the Cheyenne, Sioux and other nomadic tribes of the Northern Plains that once relied on the buffalo.
According to legend, a white buffalo, disguised as a woman wearing white hides, appeared to two men. One treated her with respect, and the other didn't. She turned the disrespectful man into a pile of bones and gave the respectful one a pipe and taught his people rituals and music. She changed into a female white buffalo calf and promised to return.
Thousands of people stopped by Val and Dave Heider's Janesville farm after the birth of the first white buffalo, a female named Miracle who died in 2004 at 10. The second was born in 1996 but died after three days.
Heider said he discovered the third white buffalo, a newborn m
White Castle Turkey StuffingWHITE CASTLE TURKEY STUFFING
Recipe By :
Serving Size : 1 Preparation Time :0:00
Categories : Poultry
Amount Measure Ingredient -- Preparation Method
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10 White Castle hamburgers,
Pickle removed
1 1/2 c Celery, diced
1 1/4 ts Ground thyme
1 1/2 ts Ground sage
3/4 ts Coarse ground black pepper
1/4 c Chicken broth
In a large mixing bowl, tear the White Castle
hamburgers into pieces and add diced celery and
seasonings. Toss and add chicken broth. Toss well.
Stuff cavity of turkey just before roasting. Makes
about 9 cups (enough for 10-12 lb bird).
NOTE: Allow 1 White Castle hamburger for each pound of
turkey, which will be the equivilent of 3/4 cup
stuffing per pound.
White Castle HambugersWHITE CASTLE HAMBURGERS
2 lbs. ground chuck
1 pkg. onion soup mix
1 egg
1/2 tsp. black pepper
2 tbsp. water
1/2 c. bread crumbs
3 pkgs. Pepperidge Farm dinner rolls
Sliced dill pickles
Mix all ingredients together, except rolls and pickle, and press in 10 x 15 inch jelly roll pan. Prick with fork. Bake at 400 degrees for 10 minutes. Cool and cut in squares to fit buns. Place one on each bun with one slice of dill pickle. Sprinkle top of buns with water. Bake at 350 degrees for 5-10 minutes.
White Bean Pasta E FagioliMakes 4 to 6 servings
Ingredients
3 cups cooked cannellini beans
3 tbsp olive oil
2 carrots, peeled and chopped
2 celery stalks, chopped
1 small red onion, chopped
2 cloves garlic, peeled and minced
4 large, ripe plum tomatoes
4 to 5 cups chicken broth
Salt & pepper
1/4 cup chopped fresh parsley
1 teaspoon dried oregano
2 cups small dried pasta of choice
1 cup grated parmesan cheese
Extra virgin olive oil to serve
Directions
1. Heat the oil in a large pot, and cook the onion, celery,
carrot, and garlic until soft and fragrant.
2. Add 4 cups of the broth, and the beans to the pot, and cook
for 10 minutes. Season with salt, pepper, oregano, and half of
the parsley.
3. Cut the tomatoes in half, and gently squeeze to remove
most of the seeds. Cut off the core end, and then cut the
tomatoes into small dice. Add the tomatoes, and pasta of
choice to the pot, and cook until the pasta is tender, about 10
to 15 minutes, adding a little additional broth to the
White AngerWhite Anger
by Steven Mather
How desolate now the silent song
once born within your swan's throat;
false honey voice and silven words,
bringing light in sugar sandwiches
and turning each and every moment,
to fools' dishonest gold.
What grinning lies behind your goddess mask,
now hardened to the battered hearts;
shattered, bleeding in your wake?
Shimmering, glistening, radiant eyes.
False promise glows within those pools;
turning heads and making fools.
Where once I thought they gazed with lust,
your loveless, vacant frigid eyes,
deeply probing, searching, seeking.
No! Never was your gaze for me.
Only for your own reflected image,
which was and is your one true love.
White Guy And A Black Guya black man and a white man work on the same job and the white man would come to work everyday talking about how he got sex every night and the black man was like " tell me how do u do it every night" the white man said "i go home take a shower and im smelling good and i say white woman white woman as white as a dave pull down thows sheet we abot to make love" so the back man comes in to work the next day and he is all messed up and the white guy goes what happined and the black said "well i when home and took a shower and i was smelling good and i said black woman black woman as big as a truk pull down thows panttys we about to fuck
White Chocolate Mousse.Basic ingredients:
* 150g white chocolate
* 250g cream
* 2 tbsp white rum
* 1 orange
* 1 lemon
* 1 egg
* 2 tsp sugar
Steps:
1. Chop the white chocolate into small pieces and place in a glass bowl together with the cream, finely grated rind of half an orange and the rum - place over a pan of boiling water and heat for 3 mins stirring constantly
2. Place the mixture in the fridge for 2 hours then whisk everything until the mixture becomes light and airy
3. Separate the egg and beat the egg white until stiff then add the sugar and juice of half a lemon
4. Finally mix everything together and chill thoroughly before serving
White Chocolate Cheesecake* 1-1/2 cups cracker crumbs, finely ground (graham cracker, ginger snap, zwieback, rusk, vanilla or chocolate wafers)
* 1-1/3 cups sugar
* 1/3 cup unsalted butter, melted
* 1-1/2 lbs. cream cheese
* 3/4 lb. white chocolate chips, melted
* 1 lb. sour cream
* 1/2 tsp. almond extract
* 2 tsp. vanilla extract
Preheat oven to 350°F. Combine crumbs and 1/3 cup sugar in bottom of a 9 inch springform pan. Stir in butter and mix thoroughly. Press mixture around bottom and sides to cover. Set aside. Place cream cheese in a large mixing bowl and beat with an electric mixer 3-5 minutes until fluffy. Add vanilla and almond extracts. Slowly add remaining sugar and beat 5 minutes. Add melted white chocolate and beat 5 minutes. Add sour cream and beat 3 minutes. Pour into prepared springform pan. Tap pan on counter to release any air bubbles. If using an electric oven, bake 35 minutes; if using a gas oven, 30 minutes. Without opening oven door, turn off oven. Let
White BeachShe sat on the white beach, the sun setting, casting its colorful lights
against her curly red hair. Her face was towards the ocean as he approached
from behind, naked and viral, he crept up on her. He squatted behind her and
very quietly reached to stroke her hair. A smile formed on her face as
she felt his gentle touch. Leaning back against him, she looks up smiling
into his face. Her white skin almost translucent in the light that was
left. Turning, she faces him, she as naked as he. No need for modesty, they
were all alone here. Tentatively he reaches to stroke her breast, his touch
causing her nipples to grow and harden. Taking her by the hand, he gently
pulls her towards the forest. She soon knows where they are going. Ahead of
them lies the fresh clear pool where they bath and swim, with its beautiful
waterfall cascading over the rocks. Still leading her he takes her to a soft
patch of grass. The moon is starting to come up and the light is changing.
Th
The White QueenThe White Queen
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She lives among us, no one the wiser as to who she is.
A woman of grace, beauty, & power.
She commands all which is frozen & barren.
Fore everything she touches freezes solid.
She is destined to be alone in this world, for no human could handle her touch.
The feeling of sorrow comes over her as she begins to cry.
Thus is when the snow comes from.
When she is distraught & bitter, the blizzards come hard and long.
Fore she is The White Queen, ruler of the North.
By: BikerREDS
White Rabbit (you Pick The Artist)One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Call Alice
When she was just small
When men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know
When logic and proportion
Have fallen sloppy dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"
Remember what the dormouse said:
"Feed your head
Feed your head
Feed your head"
White Bean Soup With Escarole And Chicken Meatballs!!!1/4 cup chopped Pancetta or smoked Slab bacon. cut into very small cubes.
1 medium onion chopped
*1 tablespoon of Extra virgin Olive oil, just to saute the onions and the Pancetta.
2 Tablespoon of minced or finely chopped Garlic.
1 cup of good dry white wine.(if you drink it, cook with it, NEVER use those
Start sauteing in your soup pot the 1/4 cup of chopped Pancetta or Smoked slab bacon, trim as much fat as you want off it's just for the flavor, you don't need all the fat anyway. Add the olive oil and the Onion. When the Onion is almost brown, add your garlic. Saute till all are just soft and lightly brown, don't over cook the garlic. Then de-glaze the pan with the white wine, let it cook down getting all the bits from the bottom of the pan. Next add your beans and stock and bring to a boil. Lower the heat and add your Escarole let simmer until Escarole is soft and cooked all the way through about 45 mins, last 15 mins add your meatballs. garnish and enjoy.
garnish-
White Beans With Cheese And BasilIf you want to make this once and have it again over several days, cover it, and keep it in the refrigerator for up to 4 days. Reheat, covered, in a 350F oven for about 20 minutes.
Ingredients:
1 ½ cans (14 – 19 oz) cannelloni or other white beans, rinsed and drained, with 1/3 cup liquid reserved
1 Tbsp olive oil
½ tsp salt
¼ tsp garlic powder
1/8 tsp black pepper
1 ½ Tbsp chopped fresh basil
3 Tbsp grated Parmesan or Romano cheese
Instructions:
1. Preheat oven to 425F.
2. Place beans and reserved liquid in large mixing bowl, and partially mash beans against side of bowl with wooden spoon. Stir in oil, salt, garlic powder, and pepper. Mix in basil.
3. Place in shallow 2 to 3-cup baking dish, and sprinkle with cheese. Bake until bubbly 15 to 20 minutes. Serve hot or warm.
Nutritional Information:
Per Serving
92 Calories
11g Carbohydrate
4g Protein
4g Fat
1g Saturated Fat
2mg Cholesterol
3g Fiber
390mg Sodium
Diet Exchanges: 0 Milk, 0 Vegetable, 0 Frui
The White Light Of LoveWhen our world holds so much anger and pain
I close my eyes and imagine
The white light of love
Just glowing from the universe
And covering all
Hoping for that special time
When all shall have peace and love
Kindness will be the way of the future
Fear and anguish shall be no more
Life is what we make it
Mine will be giving and receiving love
Let the white light flow and let it glow
White America-eminemIntro]
America!! Hahaha! We love you!
How many people are proud to be citizens of this beautiful country of ours?
The stripes and the stars for the rights that men have died for to protect
The women and men who have broke their necks for the freedom of speech
the United States government has sworn to uphold..
(Yo, I want everybody to listen to the words of this song) .. or so we're told
[Eminem]
I never woulda dreamed in a million years I'd see
so many motherfuckin people, who feel like me
Who share the same views and the same exact beliefs
It's like a fuckin ARMY marchin in back of me
So many lives I touched, so much anger aimed
in no particular direction, just sprays and sprays
And straight through your radio waves, it plays and plays
'til it stays stuck in your head, for days and days
Who woulda thought; standin in this mirror bleachin my hair
with some peroxide, reachin for a t-shirt to wear
that I would catapult to the forefront of rap like this?
How could I p
White Chocolate Mousse CakeRecipe Rating:
Prep Time: 20 min
Total Time: 6 hr 50 min
Makes: 12 servings
27 LORNA DOONE Shortbread Cookies, finely crushed (about 2 cups crumbs)
1 Tbsp. sugar
6 Tbsp. (3/4 stick) margarine or butter, melted
1/2 cup seedless raspberry jam
1-1/2 pkg. (9 squares) BAKER'S Premium White Baking Chocolate
1-3/4 cups whipping cream, divided
2 Tbsp. orange-flavored liqueur
MIX cookie crumbs, sugar and margarine until well blended. Press firmly onto bottom of 9-inch springform pan. Refrigerate 15 min. or until firm. Spread evenly with jam.
MICROWAVE white chocolate, 1/4 cup of the cream and the liqueur in large microwaveable bowl on HIGH 2 min.; stir. Microwave 1 min. or until chocolate is almost melted, stirring after 30 sec. Stir until chocolate is completely melted. Cool 30 min. or until room temperature, stirring occasionally.
BEAT remaining 1-1/2 cups cream in large chilled bowl with electric mixer on medium speed until soft peaks form. (Do not overbeat.) Gently stir 1/
White Trash AmericaI don't understand how so many people can watch crap like Maury and Jerry Springer. Why would you want to cheer on someone that goes in front of national television and tells the world that they are whores and they like it? That they have slept with more men than they can count in a period of three days and they don't know who the father of the child is? It is really sad and part of what is wrong with America. I love this country and proudly serve it but people really have a fucked up idea of entertainment. People are like dogs sometimes. They will go and find the stinkiest nastiest thing immaginable and roll in it. Then they will come home and say,"Look what I did mom!! Aren't you proud of me?!!"
White ClusterStill it came passing by
The pieces weaved together rose the sun
And fooled me with another day
The knocking message called for my life
Sealed the spell of my scrawny body
Soil to skin, my next of kin
Damp air grasped, stole the words
And greeted me with a hiss
This is forgiveness, so I know
Once I repent I seal the lid
I slither for you and I'm dying
I find trust in hate
They wear white for me
Seemingly jaded and lost
I forge myself into your dreams
And here I am your life
Hangman, clutching at his tools
I will come for you
The noose is tied
Murmur through the crowd
Plunging into anywhere but here
Cloak-captured sighs of relief
As the primal touch brought me back
And the last sight I did see is still here
Beckoning right behind me
A White RoseThe red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
White September SkyWHITE SEPTEMBER SKY
How did it look to them
in the first frozen second of the brand new war,
when sky and fire opened the walls?
Vengeance is not enough.
Sometimes it seems the dead are waiting,
ghost riders paused in shock before they go on
to wherever they go.
They want us to see what they saw,
as their exploded memories began to unravel
through the air, until only the air remained.
We watched the clouds they became,
their dust filling our eyes, our lungs, our blood.
We breathe them in, we have no choice,
and their blood flows in us, as we move, stately,
into the passion of war, the romance of revenge.
But some remembered, in that second at the window,
lovers, children, all the white Septembers of joy.
Bless them in the middle of fire, bless their blood,
heroic, that we bring to war, bless their final end.
Vengeance is not enough. They wait for peace.
White HairsOne day a little girl was sitting and watching her mother do the dishes at the kitchen sink. She suddenly noticed that her mother had several strands of white hair sticking out in contrast on her brunette head.
She looked at her mother and inquisitively asked, "Why are some of your hairs white, Mom?"
Her Mother replied, "Well, every time that you do something wrong and make me cry or unhappy, one of my hairs turns white".
The little girl thought about this revelation for a while and then said, "Momma, how come ALL of grandma's hairs are white"?
Whittier...Ah! on Thanksgiving day, when from East and from West, From North and South, come the pilgrim and guest, When the gray-haired New Englander sees round his board The old broken links of affection restored, When the care-wearied man seeks his mother once more, And the worn matron smiles where the girl smiled before. What moistens the lips and what brightens the eye? What calls back the past, like the rich pumpkin pie?John Greenleaf Whittier
White House BreakfastWhite House Breakfast
Dick Cheney and George W. Bush were having breakfast at the White
House. The attractive waitress asks Cheney what he would like, and he
replies,
"I'd like a bowl of oatmeal and some fruit."
"And what can I get for you, Mr. President?"
George W. replies with his trademark wink and slight grin, "How
about a quickie this morning?"
"Why, Mr. President!" the waitress exclaims. "How rude! You're
starting to act like Mr. Clinton, and you've only been in your second term
of office for a year!"
As the waitress storms away, Cheney leans over to Bush and
whispers..."It's pronounced 'quiche'."
White Rabbit?!?You scored as White Rabbit. You're constantly worrying about everything, and always in a rush. If you were diagnosed with any psychological ailment, it'd probably be anxiety disorder.White Rabbit75%Queen of Hearts63%The Mad Hatter63%Caterpillar50%Tweedle Dee & Dum38%Cheshire Cat25%Alice0%Which Alice in Wonderland Character are YOU?created with QuizFarm.com
White Chip And Macadamia Nut CoffeecakeIngredients:
* CRUMB TOPPING(recipe follows)
* 6 tablespoons butter or margarine, softened
* 3/4 cup granulated sugar
* 3/4 cup packed light brown sugar
* 2 cups all-purpose flour
* 2 teaspoons baking powder
* 1/2 teaspoon ground cinnamon
* 1-1/4 cups milk
* 1 egg
* 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
* WHITE DRIZZLE(recipe follows)
Directions:
1. Heat oven to 350 F. Grease and flour 13x9x2-inch baking pan. Prepare CRUMB TOPPING; set aside.
2. Beat butter, granulated sugar and brown sugar until well blended. Stir together flour, baking powder and cinnamon; beat into butter mixture. Gradually add milk, egg and vanilla, beating until thoroughly blended. Pour 1/2 batter into prepared pan; top with 1/2 CRUMB TOPPING. Gently spread remaining batter over topping. Sprinkle remaining topping over batter.
3. Bake 30 to 35 minutes or until wooden pick inserted into center comes out clean. Cool completely.
4. Prepare WHITE DRIZZLE; driz
White House Guidelines For Religion In The Federal WorkplaceTHE WHITE HOUSE
Office of the Press Secretary
For Immediate Release August 14, 1997
GUIDELINES ON RELIGIOUS EXERCISE AND
RELIGIOUS EXPRESSION IN THE FEDERAL WORKPLACE
The following Guidelines, addressing religious exercise and religious expression, shall apply to all civilian executive branch agencies, officials, and employees in the Federal workplace.
These Guidelines principally address employees' religious exercise and religious expression when the employees are acting in their personal capacity within the Federal workplace and the public does not have regular exposure to the workplace. The Guidelines do not comprehensively address whether and when the government and its employees may engage in religious speech directed at the public. They also do not address religious exercise and religious expression by uniformed military personnel, or the conduct of business by chaplains employed by the Federal Government. Nor do the Guidelines define the rights and responsibilities
A Whiter Christmas Than EverIt was already snowing when I got up in the morning and even though I thought I was a bit too old to care that much about it, I secretly wished that the snow would stay until Christmas. It was only two days. A white Christmas is something special and I hoped this one was going to be special. I really wanted a portable CD player. Dad said it was much too expensive, but I had the feeling that I was going to get it.
The rest of the family had the day before Christmas off, but I still went to school and even though it was a Monday they had decided that we were going to school that day, not to have any lessons but to go to church, then eat cookies in the classrooms and wish everybody a merry Christmas.
In the morning there was a bus to take me straight to school, but since I got off early I had to take two busses to get home. The first one was late but eventually it did come. When I got off to wait for the second bus, the driver stopped me.
"Are you sure you want to get off? 507
White ChristmasThe best version ever...the Drifters...and Good Morning people. I FINISHED MYTERM PAPER!!! Just a final tuesday then my ass is on VACATION!! w00t!!
White Buffalo12/04/2006
Rare white buffalo born at local zoo
By Josh Krysak , Herald-Standard
A new white baby bull calf stands in a pen with other buffalo at the Woodlands Zoo in Farmington. (Ed Cope/Herald-Standard)
Sonny and Jill Herring, owners of Woodlands Zoo in Farmington, know their wide array of animals draw patrons to their zoo but the couple never had considered "spirituality" as a tourist draw.
But now, thanks to one very unique birth, the Herrings can boast that, too.
On Nov. 12, a perfectly normal brown buffalo at the zoo gave birth to a white baby bull calf - an occurrence that zoo owner Jill Herring said is about 1 in 10 million.
The Herrings said they received an immediate response to the birth from American Indians across the region and have been reeling ever since.
According to American Indian legend of the White Buffalo Woman, the prophetess was sent to her people by the Creator to teach them how to communicate with the deity through the prayer p
The White EnvelopeThe White envelope
It's just a small white envelope stuck among the branches of our Christmas tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked through the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so.
It all began because my husband Mike hated Christmas -- oh, not the true meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it -- the
overspending, the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie
for Uncle Harry and the dusting powder for Grandma -- the gifts given in
desperation because you couldn't think of anything else.
Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual shirts,
sweaters, ties, and so forth. I reached for something special just for
Mike. The inspiration came in an unusual way.
Our son Kevin, who was 12 that year, was wrestling at the junior level at
the school he attended. Shortly before Christmas, there was a non-league match against a team sponsored by an inner-city church.
These youngsters,
White PrideSo I'm White
And I'm proud
You call me "Cracker", "Honkey", "Whitey" and you think it's OK.
But when I call you, nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-nigger, Camel Jockey, Gook, Spic or Chink you call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live
You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
If we had WET(white entertainment television) we'd be racists.
If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racists.
If we had white history month, we'd be racists.
If we had an organization for only whites to "advance" our lives, we'd be racists.
If we had a college fund that only gave white students scholarships, you know we'd be racists.
In the Million Man March, you believed that you were marching for your race and ri
The White Lady Of Fonte' RiverDuring the early Spanish colonial rule in the late 1600's on the island of Guam, there lived two newlyweds in the quiet hillside village of Maina. The couple, a Spanish officer and his Chamorro bride. Before marrying, the bride's husband was romantic, dashing and polite. But soon after their honeymoon, he became cruel and abusive. Every night the husband demanded fresh mountain stream water with his food and sent his wife to the small creek in the valley below to fetch his water. After a while, the woman actually began to enjoy her lonely walks and eventually it became a ritual that she looked forward to.
Her favorite time was during the full moon when the moon's reflection shimmered across the surface of the moving creek like dancing stars, with the gentle wind whistling through the jungle foliage.
Her husband soon began to notice that it took longer and longer for her return and became enraged. Then one stormy and rainy night on their first wedding anniversary and during a new
White EnvelopeSIMPLE WHITE ENVELOPE
>
> It's just a small white envelope stuck among the branches of our
Christmas
> tree. No name, no identification, no inscription. It has peeked
through
> the branches of our tree for the past 10 years or so.
>
> It all began because my husband, Mike, hated Christmas -- oh, not
the true
> meaning of Christmas, but the commercial aspects of it -- the
overspending,
> the frantic running around at the last minute to get a tie for
Uncle Harry
> and the dusting powder for Grandma -- the gifts given in
desperation because
> you couldn't think of anything else.
>
> Knowing he felt this way, I decided one year to bypass the usual
shirts,
> sweaters, ties, and so forth. I reached for something special just
for
> Mike. The inspiration came in an unusual way. Our son Kevin, who
was 12
> that year, was wrestling at the junior le vel at the school he
attended.
> Shortly before Christmas, there was a non-league match against a
team
> spons
White Flag [dido]I know you think that I shouldn't still love you,
I'll tell you that.
But if I didn't say it, well I'd still have felt it
where's the sense in that?
I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
I know I left too much mess and
destruction to come back again
And I caused but nothing but trouble
I understand if you can't talk to me again
And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
then I'm sure that that makes sense
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be
And when we meet
Which I'm sure we will
All that was then
Will be there still
I'll let it pass
And hold my tongue
And you will think
That I've moved on....
Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my
White && NerdyThey see me mowin' my front lawn
I know they're all thinkin' I'm so
White and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Can't you see I'm white and nerdy
Look at me I'm white and nerdy
I wanna roll with the gangstas
But so far they all think I'm too
White and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
I'm just too white and nerdy
Really, really white and nerdy
First in my class here at MIT
Got skills, I'm a champion at D&D
M.C. Escher, that's my favorite M.C.
Keep you're 40, I'll just have an Earl Grey tea
My rims never spin, to the contrary
You'll find that they're quite stationary
All of my action figures are cherry
Stephen Hawking's in my library
My MySpace page is all totally pimped out
Got people beggin' for my top eight spaces
Yo, I know pi to a thousand places
Ain't got no grills but I still wear braces
I order all of my sandwiches with mayonnaise
I'
White House Postponing Loss Of Iraq, Biden SaysWhite House Postponing Loss of Iraq, Biden Says
By Glenn Kessler
Washington Post Staff Writer
Friday, January 5, 2007; Page A06
Sen. Joseph R. Biden Jr. (D-Del.), chairman of the Senate Foreign Relations Committee, said yesterday that he believes top officials in the Bush administration have privately concluded they have lost Iraq and are simply trying to postpone disaster so the next president will "be the guy landing helicopters inside the Green Zone, taking people off the roof," in a chaotic withdrawal reminiscent of Vietnam.
"I have reached the tentative conclusion that a significant portion of this administration, maybe even including the vice president, believes Iraq is lost," Biden said. "They have no answer to deal with how badly they have screwed it up. I am not being facetious now. Therefore, the best thing to do is keep it from totally collapsing on your watch and hand it off to the next guy -- literally, not figuratively."
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Whiterino's Story~~a Man's PerspectiveHi all it has not been the easiest thing to talk about over the years but out of support for the cause. back in 2002 me and my ex were blessed the a little baby girl she was every i could have ever wished for. from 2002 to 2003 was the best year of my life. on june 3rd 2003 i got the phone call at work from my ex asking me to meet her at the hospital. when i asked why and what was wrong she had told me my baby girl was having problems breathing that day. it turn she had allergies that coused imflation in her wind pipe. 3 days went by with out leaveing her for a second. i stayed with her in the hosptal. on the 7th of june 2003 my world came crashing down. as i sat helpless with my baby girl she stoped breathing the hosptal tried everything they could do to try and save her but all as lost. still to this day 4 years later it has not been any easier to deal with and this is the first time sharing this with anyone since. i would ask please support innocentprncss spread the word and help br
White RosePerfect in every single way
No flaws, no imperfections
Untainted by the darkness in this world
I always admired you from afar
Too cowardly to even speak how I felt towards you
Unworthy...how could a black sheep such as I even say a word to you
Your beauty rivaled by no other
Your voice as soft and gentle as a soft summer breeze
Calming...soothing
You help ease the endless pain of my own existence
The way I feel for you the way I feel for non-other
Will I ever be able to confess my love to you?
Till that day I watch from afar...
The perfect white rose
White Race UniteWHTE RACE UNITE
Living in a time where one knows not the truth but only the lies of which the media preaches, is not actually living but it is being herded like cattle to the slaughter house. This is how we as the white population of the World are leading our lives, we pay no attention to the changes being made around us on an hourly basis and we could care less about the lies being told directly to our faces. With the Jews overrunning our televisions and newspapers, one finds it hard to actually pick the truth from the Jewish lies. It is no longer a cut and dry society we live in, in its stead we have the perverted media we see in front of us today. With more and more nations falling under the Jewish spell and less and less of the worlds people doing anything to slow the Jew down to a crawl, the world in which we live has become an unsafe place for an awaken white person to live. With laws being passed to further stunt the growth of our people, and to help the grow of the Je
The White Man's Azz... Lmfao!!!!Why is it that some white guys asses are hairy????? Mexican men don't have that problem. At least, that's what Tony Sr told me. Black men....no their asses are as smooth as a babies bottoms. And I know Indian men aren't hairy and I guess Asian men don't get hairy asses. So....what the hell?? Why does the white man get cursed with the hairy ass?
My male cousin informed me last night that his hair is disappearing off of the top of his head, but has made up for it by growing on his back and ass. Wow! That's gotta suck! Two other white guys also said they had the same problem. Is it because some white men are not fully evolved from apes yet??
I tried telling these guys to use Nair but they said no. They said it wouldn't look natural to have bare backs and asses and then have a really hairy chest and sack. Oh, well. I did my part on helping out the Sistahood!
In comments, I would like to hear your opinions on why white guys have hairy asses OR tell us a funny stor
White Silk Slaves (virgins)"Cernus smiled. 'Our Physicians ascertained,' said he, 'that she is only a Red Silk Girl.'
'I scarcely supposed,' said I, 'that you would permit a White Silk girl to go alone on the streets of Ar.'
Cernus chuckled. 'Indeed not,' he said. 'The risk is too much, sometimes as much as ten gold pieces.'"
Book 5, Assassin of Gor, page 45
"The meal was served by slave girls in white tunics, each wearing a white-enameled collar. These would be girls in training, some of them perhaps White Silk Girls, being accustomed to the routines and techniques of serving table."
Book 5, Assassin of Gor, page 88
"One of them carried a large pitcher of the diluted Ka-la-na wine and stepped behind us, climbing the two steps to the broad wooden dais on which our tables were set. She bent over my left shoulder woodenly, her body stiff. 'Wine, Master?' she asked.
'She-sleen,' hissed Ho-Tu. 'How is it that you first serve wine to a strange man at the table of your master?'
'Forgive Lana,' said she, te
White & Nerdy By Al YankovicThis song is Dedicated to My Youngest Brother and My oldest Son and hopefully there is still hope for my 4 year old nephew ...LOL
White & Nerdy
------------
Parody of "Ridin'" by Chamillionaire
New lyrics by Al Yankovic
They see me mowin'
My front lawn
I know they're all thinking I'm so white and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Can't you see I'm white and nerdy?
Look at me, I'm white and nerdy
I wanna roll with
The gangstas
But so far they all think I'm too white and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
Think I'm just too white and nerdy
I'm just too white and nerdy.
Really really white and nerdy.
First in my class here at MIT
Got skills, I'm a champion at D&D
MC Escher - that's my favorite MC
Keep your 40, I'll just have an Earl Grey tea
My rims never spin, to the contrary
You'll find that they're quite stationary
All of my action figures are cherry
Steven Hawking's in my library
My MySpace page is all to
White FlowerThis White Flower I see before me is as pure as the Love I feel for him...The sparkles remind me of my eyes when I think of him...The petals, so delicate, as my heart is delicate...But I have NO fear...For he is as gentle and loving to me as the morning dew is when it falls upon this flower...
White EmotionIts snowing again, later this year then when I first began but its still there. I'm freezing on the outside, but colder on the in, I cross my fingers and hope "Not this year, lets have it different from the one when it was so clear, before my path derailed, little was clear." These couples hugging and kissing more and more as valentine's day gets near. I'd drink myself to sleep, have dreams crying for help, but noone would hear me. In reality, I was two sided, it still exists this fear, this year.
As each couple gets lovey dovey I scowl in hate, in anger and everything I loath. The weakness they have from each other, to love, to hug, to be lovers. So I call him an asshole, and wait, he gets ready to come my way and meet his fate, his girlfriend calls him back and says "Leave him baby, its ok". On the inside, he'd love to fight me, if he did I'd win, in spite of it all. I could fight your man, make him drop & fall. I could be that asshole.
White TrashSTRAGLY UNBRUSHED TEETH
AND GREASY BLEACHED BLONDE HAIR
LOOKING AT YOU
CAN BE QUITE A SCARE
PATHETIC AND ALONE
FILLED WITH DECIET
AT 85 POUNDS
I THINK YOU SHOULD EAT
ALL YOUR NASTINESS YOU BITCH
WILL KEEP YOU BITTER INSIDE
YOUR NOTHING TO ANYONE
IT CANT BE DENIED
FULL OF ENVY AND JELOUSY
WILL GET YOU NO WHERE YOU'LL SEE
NO MATTER HOW HARD YOU TRY
YOU WILL NEVER BE ME
YOU DONT HAVE A JOB
ALWAYS FULL OF LICE
IF YOU WOULD CLEAN URESELF UP
YOU MIGHT LOOK QUITE NICE
TRUE WELFARE TRASH
SKANKY LITTLE WHORE
YOU BELONG IN A TRAILER
WITH A GREEN LIGHT AT THE DOOR
I NEVER DID YOU DIRTY
SOMETHING U KNOW THAT IS TRUE
THIRD TIMES THE CHARM
IT WILL COME BACK TENFOLD TO YOU
BUT NO MATTER HOW HARD U TRY
I WILL ALWAYS BE BETTER
THIS I ASSURE YOU
FOREVER AND EVER
IM FEELING MUCH BETTER
AFTER SPEAKING MY MIND
GO STRAIGHT TO HELL
AND KISS MY BEHIND
White PeopleWhite People
Someone else besides me finally said it. how many are actually paying attention to this?
There are African Americans, Mexican Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans, Native Americans, etc. and then there are just Americans.
Some pass me on the street and sneer in my direction. You call me "White boy," "Cracker," "Honkey," "Whitey,"
"Caveman" and that's OK.
But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-nigger, camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink you call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live?
You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
If we had WET(White Entertainment Television) we'd be racists.
If we had a White
White Emotion Pt 2Its snowing, I'm freezing as I venture home in this storm. I went out to fullfill a promise, unsure of how I'd be found by this, I'm cold inside and out, I want to scream in pain and shout. I've become so numb, I can't feel anything, another sip, another swig to help me reach where I'm going. Its cold, I want to collapse, I'm getting number, help me past this. In my pocket some call my destiny, some hear stories coming from me. A wiseman once told me its never easy, but destiny would come to me. He never told me the name, he thinks what I deserve is maybe some fame. Who am I to question this man? Hes not my father, though he respects me, why he does this, why he listens and helps is beyond me. I will never have his eyes, be him, or see as he sees.
White Out By SnowplowThere is a reason why a sign behind their truck that reads: "Keep back at least 75 feet" LOL
White Fawn Named PowderThis is a baby Fawn about 3 weeks old not sure on age who mom was killed near a high way my cousin was driving and saw this little fawn almost get hit by two different vehicles but no one would stop for her. So, my cousin pulled over to the side of the road and was able to pick her up. As you can see she was just a little bigger then a sneaker very scared and just wanted to be cuddled. My cousin made phone calls and found a ZOO that is or has taken her. Seeing that a white Fawn is sooooo rare she will have a very good home. My cousin wanted to keep her she was so sweet but its against the law. He also knew she be better off in a zoo set up to raise her and keep her healthy seeing that she was so rare of a fine.
But, he got to name her POWDER. Awsome is she not. I wanted to share it with you. Not to often something really neto comes along like this. So pure and pretty.
Please let me know what you think about her.
White Buffalo Calf WomanWhite Buffalo Calf Woman and the Mother of Life
White Buffalo Calf Woman's legend is ancient, arising about 2000 years ago, and is central to the spiritual practices of numerous Native American nations. Various, but similar, versions of the legend of White Buffalo Calf Woman are told.
The brief story presented here is based primarily on the story of White Buffalo Calf Woman at various websites as told by Joseph Chasing Horse, Traditional Leader of the Lakota Nation.
“It was told that next time there is chaos and disparity, she would return again. She said she would return as a White Buffalo Calf. Some believe she already has.”
Words of Chief Arvol Looking Horse,
19th Generation Keeper of the
Sacred White Buffalo Calf Pipe
of the Lakota Nation
While two warriors were out hunting buffalo, a white buffalo calf appeared. As she approached them she changed into a beautiful young woman... which is how she came to be called the White Buffalo Calf Woman.
One of the young w
White LinesWHITE LINES
ALEXZ JOHNSON
I tried to tell you
Ive got to get away
I tried to say
I need my space
I got to get some
Distance in between
My heart and my head
Im on the razors edge
Ive been here before
I know the way
White lines
And headlights in my eyes
White lines
Im ready to drive all night
White lines
How many till Im in your arms
White lines
Will bring me home
I held you in
My arms last night
I dreamed we were
Riding on a star
I kissed you and
The sun began to shine
In dreams I can do anything
It seems like Im on my own
It feels like Im losing it all
White lines
And headlights in my eyes
White lines
Im ready to drive all night
White lines
How many till Im in your arms
White lines
Will bring me
Seems like Ive been here before
I know the way
Seems like Ive been on my own
So long
So long
White lines
And headlights in my eyes
White lines
Im ready to drive all night
White lines
How many till Im in your arms
White lines
Will
White Tiger Cubs Debut At Argentine ZooBUENOS AIRES, Argentina - Three white tiger cubs just weeks old debuted Thursday at the Buenos Aires Zoo in Argentina, romping in pen before delighted children and their parents.
The cubs — two females and a male — were born Dec. 23 to Conde and Bety at the zoo in the Argentine capital, and had since been kept out of view.
"This is their first big day out," zoo spokeswoman Ana Maria Pirra told The Associated Press, adding the cubs were in good health.
Pirra said the cubs weighed about 2.2 pounds at birth and were gaining weight fast, with each now weighing about 13 pounds.
She said none of the cubs has yet been named, and that children — who watched with delight as the cubs cavorted playfully Thursday — deposited name suggestions in a box at the zoo, along with their contact information. The cubs' names will be chosen in a drawing in three months, she said.
"Each of the winners will be a godfather or godmother to a cub," Pirra said.
Conde and Bety had triplets in
A White RoseThe red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
White House Is Reported To Be Linked To A DismissalWhite House Is Reported to Be Linked to a Dismissal
16 Feb 2007
A United States attorney in Arkansas who was dismissed from his job last year by the Justice Department was ousted after Harriet E. Miers, the former White House counsel, intervened on behalf of the man who replaced him, according to Congressional aides briefed on the matter.
http://www.nytimes.com/2007/02/16/washington/16attorneys.html
White RabbitOne pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall
And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call
Recall Alice
When she was just small
When men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know
When logic and proportion
Have fallen softly dead
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"
Remember what the dormouse said:
"Feed your head
Feed your head
Feed your head"
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I wanna be a hippy
A White RoseI wrote this for an Angel I know!
A White Rose...
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
White Light,white Heat..lou ReedWhite light
White light going messin' up my mind
Don't you know, it's gonna make me go blind
White heat
White heat, it tickle me down to my toes
White light
Oh, have mercy, white light have it, goodness knows
White light
White light going messin' up my brain
White light
Ooooh, white light it's gonna drive me insane
White heat
Ooooh, white heat, it tickle me down to my toes
White light
Ooooh, white light, I said now, goodness knows
Do it
Ooooh, white light
I surely do love watch that stuff shooting itself in
Ooooh, white light
Watch that side, watch that side
Don't you know, gonna be dead and bright
Ooooh, white heat
Yeah foxy mama, watch her walking down the street
Ooooh, white light
Come upside, your head gonna make a dead end on your street
White light
White light light moving me drain my brain
White light
Gonna make me really go insane
White heat
Ooooh, white heat, it tickle me down to my toes
White light
Ooooh, w
White WeddingWhite Wedding VideoWhite Wedding lyrics - Billy Idol lyricsBilly Idol Music VideosMusic Video Codes by VideoCure
The White SnakeA long time ago there lived a king who was famed for his wisdom through all the land. Nothing was hidden from him, and it seemed as if news of the most secret things was brought to him through the air. But he had a strange custom, every day after dinner, when the table was cleared, and no one else was present, a trusty servant had to bring him one more dish. It was covered, however, and even the servant did not know what was in it, neither did anyone know, for the king never took off the cover to eat of it until he was quite alone. This had gone on for a long time, when one day the servant, who took away the dish, was overcome with such curiosity that he could not help carrying the dish into his room. When he had carefully locked the door, he lifted up the cover, and saw a white snake lying on the dish. But when he saw it he could not deny himself the pleasure of tasting it, so he cut off a little bit and put it into his mouth. No sooner had it touched his tongue than he heard a strang
The White Bride And The Black OneA woman was walking about the fields with her daughter and her step-daughter cutting fodder, when the Lord came towards them in the form of a poor man, and asked, "Which is the way into the village?" "If you want to know," said the mother, "seek it for yourself," and the daughter added, "If you are afraid you will not find it, take a guide with you." But the step-daughter said, "Poor man, I will take you there, come with me."
Then God was angry with the mother and daughter, and turned His back on them, and wished that they should become as black as night and as ugly as sin. To the poor step-daughter, however, God was gracious, and went with her, and when they were near the village, He said a blessing over her, and spoke, "Choose three things for yourself, and I will grant them to you." Then said the maiden, "I should like to be as beautiful and fair as the sun," and instantly she was white and fair as day. "Then I should like to have a purse of money which would never grow empty." T
The White Wolfi saw you standing there,
u said forever
now standing here in the dark i see you meant never
i should have known as i starred into your eyes,
that the blue was your love and the black for my demise.
your snowy white coat so beautiful and long
shows me the pain i must face alone.
i see your fangs as they pierce my heart.
i feel your tongue as it licks the blood,
if only i could stop the flood.
i hear your claws as they rip my flesh,
so i ask god is this a test.
all i hear is laughter from u
thats why i know what i say is true.
so leave if u must go ahead, take my light.
and ill just stand here in eternal darkness, forever night
White Wolf(part 2 Alone In The Dark)alone in the dark i wait for you
hoping soon you'll know what to do
my wounds still open and bleeding
full of hatred, pian, and needing
an empty love that needs feeding
but your cold heart and stare confirm my fears
as my wounds burn from the salt in my tears
my mind swims with angry thoughts
from battles for you i fought
a tear for pleasure
a tear for pain
a tear for love
god i wish it would rain
a tear for you and the games you play
so if this is love than let it be known
that for years i waited for your love to be shown
lonely you cried i left your night
but for two years lonely is how you left my life
your lies i accepted for far to long
as i smoked from my bong
so stop the lies and tell me the truth
no longer standing, now lying in the dark waiting for you
White Lace Gloves And Lace PantyhoseHey ya'll! Hope everyone had a great weekend! I know I did. I got a package from a member. He sent me a pair of white lace shoulder legnth gloves and a pair of white lace pantyhose! They are so damn sexy! I had to put them on right away! I can't even begin to tell you how good they felt. I was wet immediately! Anyway, about halfway through the photo shoot, I had to stuff my kitty with my gloved fingers!!! If you want to check it out, go to, www.southern-charms3.com/celeste
I even update with a new video of me and one of my girlfriends! It's just us getting hot an dnasty with each and a BIG toy! Check it out at, http://videos.southern-charms.com/frontend.php?sc_volume=3&model=celeste
Let me know what you think. Leave me a message here or at, celestessoutherncharms@hotmail.com
Hope to hear from you soon. Licks and Slurps, Celeste
White VoidMaybe I just didn't feel like it.
Feel.
What is it.
I miss it.
I'm dead to feel.
I'm bled to null.
My life ... it was a beautiful thing.
Like standing on a cliff, overlooking the saphire eternity of the sea- the salt breeze tickling the back of my brain.
No that's not it.
My life is like watching white flurry powder dancing in the playful gusts of wind. Just chilly enough to redden my cheeks. With enough snow to dazzle you rather than blind you with diamond blanketed fuzzy blue earth. Gray mountain tips teasing heaven.
No... but getting closer.
My life... is the grass on my fingertips. The rolling infinity of the plains, interrupted briefly by treelines, foggy horizons, golden beams of light exploding from the nimbi. Rolling forever... no matter how far I reach, I will never close my hand around it all.
My life... was the cool black forever of an autumn night. Stars, familiar friends, angels flying low... glitter and scream silently for my affection. Name me. Pick m
White People Awake Save A Great RaceAre we willing to allow our people to fall from what power they still hold? It seems that we as a people are unwilling to speak out against the people currently in power, it seems that we have lost all pride and honor and it seems that people of color are getting away with what ever they want to while we are footing the bill. Have we as a people lost the battle, because if you ask me it seems we are far from the race we once were, we are allowing the Jew to corupt our people, our children are being filled with poisonous views of diversity and our televison have been over ran by the Jewish faith. We no longer are in control of our tax dollars and we are involving ourselves in wars of which we see no benefit except to protect Israel from the enemies they made themselves. We no longer speak out against the Justice system and their color guidelines in sentencing, we allow out legislatures to pass bills into law making it harder for our people to protect ourselves from those of color, w
A White Rose.......The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
White Wolf RunEnchantress came to me
And said, meet me at the lake tonight
I hunt this world to the white
Through the shroud of snow I saw paradise
Peace, no more lies
Crestfallen soul
Rest for this night
Love is here
Right here under my wings
I dream of wolves
With them I run
For me she lengthened the night
I am home
I am in peace
Crestfallen soul
Rest for this night
Love is here
Right here under my wings
White FoxCraziest dream last night. Finally remembered all of it. I was in an animal shelter and I was looking around doing my thing. I see out of the corner of my eye a white fox that was wicked beautiful so I went to the cage. It ate its way through the cage and was totally fine around me. I started to walk away from it and it came up to me and bit my calf. People say you can't feel pain in dreams but I sure as shit felt that bite. So I have this fox attached to my leg and i'm running around trying to knock it off. It finally lets go and it went from me being in the shelter to me being in my backyard. I walked into the house and thats when I woke up. A white fox though, wtf is that about.
A White Worldby Dr. William Pierce
In these talks I have with you every week, I try to choose topics of current interest, topics that are in the news -- or that should be in the news -- because it's important for all of our listeners to understand that the things we talk about in these broadcasts are real and relevant, and they demand our attention now; they are things that listeners can check on for themselves if I tell them where to check. Even when I choose to talk more about ideas than about current news, I try to tie the ideas into events, either current or historical, in order to keep listeners aware that the ideas are relevant, that they have consequences in the real world.
I want everyone always to have in mind that the essence of these broadcasts is not entertainment, and it's not even education: it's survival. It's our whole future. It's the continuation of the process of life that began on this earth hundreds of millions of years ago and is now on the brink of disaster. The reason
White Candle Spell For BlessingsWhite Candle Spell for Blessings
Get a white candle-either a plain one (offertory, pillar, or taper) or a figural one in the gender of the person you want to bless.
Carve the person's full name on the candle, then dress it with Blessing Oil or Holy Oil.
For more power, you may place a name-paper of the person, or a photo, or some personal item of theirs (such as a bit of hair or a snippet of
clothing) either under the candle or next to it. One easy way to do this is to place the paper or personal concerns under an overturned saucer and put the candle on top of the saucer.
Burn a portion of the candle every day for seven days, pinching it out between burnings. As you light it each day, say this:
[Name], may you be blessed
May all good things come to you..
May nothing whatsoever harm you
May your heart be light
May your travels be safe
May your health be good
May your mind be sound
May your friendships sustain you
May you be blessed in every way
If you have a
A White RoseA package arrives
What can it be
I can’t wait to see
What you have sent to me
I open the box
Move the tissue paper aside
To see
A long stem white rose
Laying there before me
Reaching in
I see the thorns
Just as one pricks me
A drop falls
And lands on a petal
A stark contrast
Of innocence and power
Combining together
I bring my finger to my lips
I close my eyes as I taste
The taste of sweet and saltiness
Blending into one
I smile
Thinking of us
And what will soon be
White DoveI have this vision,
Of a White Dove flying.
She looks so carefree and happy,
Soaring through a beautiful blue sky.
Twice now she has flown into my arms,
Only to soar away again.
I am envious of those who may have her fly to them,
For I am so far away to be there when she needs me.
I hope they know what a treasure she is,
To treat her with the love and respect that I have shown her.
The great love that is in her heart,
Shines brightly through her loving eyes.
Eyes that have seen so much pain,
They have shined brilliantly as she has lain in my arms.
I have seen the love deep within her soul,
It is a wonder to behold.
I have heard her pain when she has been hurt deeply,
Heart torn apart by the distance that separates us.
Those are the times she needs my arms around her,
Though all I am able to do is sit here and express my love.
To all that have been blessed to know her,
This world would not be the same with out this White Dove that I love.
by I
White Chocolate Sweet Potato CakeWhite Chocolate Sweet Potato Cake
1. Ingredients2 pounds sweet potatoes
1 1/4 cups vegetable oil
Unsalted butter for pans
2 cups cake flour (not self-rising), plus more for pans
4 large eggs
2 cups sugar
2 teaspoons baking powder
1 teaspoon salt
1 tablespoon ground cinnamon
1 teaspoon ground nutmeg
2 teaspoons pure vanilla extract
3 tablespoons brandy
1 1/2 cups unsalted macadamia nuts toasted, coarsely chopped
1 pound white chocolate
2 cups heavy cream
Nutrition InfoPer Serving
Calories: 1214 kcal
Carbohydrates: 115 g
Dietary Fiber: 5 g
Fat: 79 g
Protein: 12 g
Sugars: 73 g
About: Nutrition Info
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2. Cooking Directions
Heat oven to 400 degrees. Coat potatoes with 1/4 cup vegetable oil, and place on baking sheet. Bake until tender, 30 to 40 minutes. When cool enough to handle, remove skin, and mash flesh with a fork into coarse pure.
Lower oven temperature to 325 degrees. Butter two 8-by-1 1/2-inch round cake pans, du
White Females Who Date Black Men Please Take NoteFirst of All I want to make it clear that I am White Female who dates men and women of all races. Including white men, Shocking huh? I admit I haven't dated a white male in a minute, but when I was out Saturday night the hottest man I seen was a Caucausian. Don't fall over. That being said, I have something to say to some of the White females who think they are So Hip because they date Bruthas.
!. You didn't become a Sista , because you had sex with a black man. You might wear your makeup a certain way, your hair in a certain style, even form your words in certain tone. When its all said, Gurlfriend, you are still a White Female.
2. Learning to cook Collards Greens, and Chitterlings doesn't make you black either. It's just puts you at risk for heart disease. Mind you, I run to Stang's House when her Daddy's makes greens but doesn't change the fact. My Momma makes greens, too, but she's from Kentucky and hers just taste different, LOL. I digress, Gurlfriends., cooking soulfood
"white House Proposes Killing Spotted Owl Rival"Spotted owls have been endangered for a while and there has been a bit of controversy between the timber industry and the animal protection groups. In like 1995 there was a plan put into place called the Northwest Forest Plan that restricted old growth deforestation and had areas that were flagged as reserves to protect the numbers of the spotted owl. There were of course opponents and such, but I just got done reading a new article about it.
Apparently "The new proposal concludes that logging in old-growth forests is now a relatively minor threat to the survival of the spotted owl, after competition from the barred owl and wildfires." Basically they are trying to push the concept that the reason the spotted owls are suffering is because another species called the barred owl, is bigger and more aggressive and is competing for the same territory and such.
The ultimate resolution of the proposal is to lure the barred owls to one of 18 sites and kill them. I am just in shock that t
The White RoseThe red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
White Trash SuperstoreI've come to the conclusion that I'm working in a White Trash SuperStore rather than a pharmacy...I was checking out some of the items we're carrying in the main part of the store and had one thought resonating in my mind: WHAT THE FUCK? I've got pictures to show you what I mean...
No outfit is complete without a pair of rubber Corona clogs!!!
Ok...if you have a 6-foot section (or more) of flip-flops, then maybe it should say Payless or Shoe Carnival on the sign.
We are progressive company...this item is designed to appeal to the lesbian customer base.
Ok, the packaging and name of this product is JUST FUCKING WRONG!!!! Number 1, Thick-It just doesn't sound right, and number 2, to have the visual for Thick-It being this thick white liquid dripping from a spoon.....I don't think I need to say anything else on that.
Aside from that, our people are especially annoying right now. Of course, it's the first of the month AND a full moon...great,
White Town-your WomanJust tell me what you've got to say to me
I've been waiting for so long to hear the truth
It comes as no surprise at all you see
So cut the crap and tell me that we're through
Now I know your heart, I know your mind
You don't even know you're being unkind
So much for how your highbrow Marxist ways
Just use me up and then you walk away
Boy you can't play me that way
Well I guess what you say is true
I could never be the right kind of girl for you
I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman
I could never be your woman
When I saw my best friend yesterday
She said she never liked you from the start
Well me, I wish that I could claim the same
But you always knew you held my heart
Your such a charming hansome man
Now I think I finally understand
Is it in your genes? I don't know
But I'll soon find out, that's for sure
Why did you play me this way?
Well I guess what you say is true
I could never be the right knid of gi
White Friends Vs Italian Friends LolWHITE FRIENDS: Never ask for food
ITALIAN FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food.
WHITE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr. and Mrs.
ITALIAN FRIENDS: Call your parents mom and dad.
WHITE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.
ITALIAN FRIENDS: Would be sitting next to you saying, Damn...we fucked up...but that shit was fun!"
WHITE FRIENDS: Have never seen you cry.
ITALIAN FRIENDS: Cry with you.
WHITE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.
ITALIAN FRIENDS: Keep your shit so long they forget it's yours.
WHITE FRIENDS: know a few things about you.
ITALIAN FRIENDS: Could write a book with direct quotes from you.
WHITE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that's what the crowd is doing.
ITALIAN FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.
WHITE FRIENDS: Would knock on your door.
ITALIAN FRIENDS: Walk right in and say, "I'm home!"
WHITE FRIENDS: Are for a while.
ITALIAN FRIENDS: Are for life.
WHITE FRIEN
White LaceWhite Lace
White ruffles and beautiful lace
You could only imagine the look on my face
A huge smile from ear to ear
You looked so beuatiful it brought quite a tear
Wanting you with such devoted passion
Positive energy in every fashion
suculant desires flowed through my veins
Gentle soft voice drives me insane
Longing to touch and stroke your hair
Whisper soft words only two can share
Lay beside me so we can put out these flames
Intensity beckons, too tough to tame
Will we ever get to meet our needs?
Our love is sacred our bond succeeds
Wrapped up together in love is a must
Two hearts longing in love only to trust
White PeopleWhite People
Someone else besides me finally said it. how many are actually paying attention to this?
There are African Americans, Mexican Americans, Asian Americans, Arab Americans, Native Americans, etc. and then there are just Americans.
Some pass me on the street and sneer in my direction. You call me "White boy," "Cracker," "Honkey," "Whitey,"
"Caveman" and that's OK.
But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towelhead, Sand-nigger, camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink you call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous places to live?
You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
If we had WET(White Entertainment Television) we'd be racists.
If we had a White Pride Day you would call us racists.
If we had White History Mon
Whitesnake- Here I Go AgainWhitesnake - Here I go again, What can I say, as a gypsy in life, this has always been my heart song.
The road alone is a loners way of life, will be til I die, but man this song has been there for me through heart breaks determination and truckin.
Here I Go Again Lyrics
» Whitesnake
I don't know where I'm going
But I sure know where I've been
Hanging on the promises
In songs of yesterday
An' I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
But here I go again
Here I go again
Tho' I keep searching for an answer I never seem to find what I'm looking for,
Oh Lord, I pray
You give me strength to carry on
Cos I know what it means
To walk along the lonely street of dreams
An' here I go again on my own
Goin' down the only road I've ever known
Like a drifter I was born to walk alone
An' I've made up my mind
I ain't wasting no more time
I'm just another heart in need of rescue
Waiting on love's sweet charity
An' I'm gonna hold on
For the rest of my d
A White RoseAs a fallen love cleansed from lust,
Falls upon the lovely pond,
The bright blue moon shining upon her lips,
Letting her shine with purity.
Every tear drop by love,
This rose remembers and takes in the pain,
And brings out the pure love,
From the soul,
Into the open hearts of the green orchid.
As an Aryan and a Goddess watching over,
The angel who has set herself on life.
White Girls Talking Ebonicsi watched maury today and there was a young white girl on there talking like she was raised by snoop dogg. she was on there to find out who her baby's daddy was. won't tell u the color of the men, you should already know.
can anyone tell me why this is happening? black women are talking very suffisticated and classy ...and the white girls are talking like they were raised in the hood.
White Layer Cake With Lemon Curd FillingIngredients
Makes two 9-inch cakes
* 3 cups cake flour (not self-rising)
* 2 teaspoons baking powder
* 1 teaspoon salt
* 1 1/2 cups (3 sticks) unsalted butter, room temperature
* 2 1/4 cups sugar
* 1/2 teaspoon pure vanilla extract
* 1 cup milk
* 8 large egg whites
* Seven-Minute Frosting
* 1 cup Lemon Curd
Directions
1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Butter two 9-by-2-inch round cake pans; line bottoms with parchment paper rounds. Butter parchment, and dust with flour, tapping out excess; set aside.
2. Into a medium bowl, sift together flour, baking powder, and salt; set aside. In the bowl of an electric mixer fitted with the paddle attachment, beat butter and 2 cups sugar until light and fluffy, 3 to 4 minutes, scraping down sides of bowl as needed. Beat in vanilla. With mixer on low speed, add flour mixture in three parts, alternating with milk and beginning and ending with flour; beat until just combined. Transfer mi
Whitesnake-deeper The Love LyricsWhen I look back
On everything I've done
I know you must have cried
A river of tears,
But, you were there
When I was feeling low
To walk me through my darkest fears.
So when the sun goes down
An' those nights grow colder,
I will be there
Looking over your shoulder.
An' the deeper the love
The stronger the emotion,
An' the stronger the love
The deeper the devotion.
There were times
I almost let you go
When I thought I needed to break free,
But you were there
To whisper in my ear
Why don't you share my dreams with me.
So when the sun goes down
An those nights are growing colder
I will be there
Looking over your shoulder.
An' the deeper the love
The stronger the emotion,
An' the stronger the love
The deeper the devotion.
I don't mind, what you're doing to me,
I don't mind, 'cause you're all I can see
I don't mind, baby, you mean the world to me.
When the sun goes down
An' those nights are growing colder,
I w
White Lion-tell Me Lyricswe held each other tight
and ran away into the night
oh baby you were so afraid
we knew we couldn't stay
our parents didn't understand
the love we had together
we were teenagers
far away from home
we were cold and all alone
tell me baby all through the night
that you'll never let me go
tell me baby cause I want the world to know
together we were one
we found the place where dreams are made
and hearts never broken
we said we'd never leave
you know we couldn't turn around
and face that we had left behind
we were young in love
out on the run
we were cold and all alone
tell me baby all through the night
that you'll never let me go
tell me baby cause I want the world to know
tell me baby I'm the only one
and you ever need
tell me baby that you'll never let me go
White Chocolatelet's see I could dip some strawberries in white and milk chocolate and feed them to you one by one each followed with a kiss and a sip of champagne.
No too romantic how about this: How about we take all your clothes off and you just lie back on the bed, I'll have some chocolate in a a warmer beside the bed. Maybe I would dip a strawberry in it and let you have a bite but then look you have a little chocolate right there on your lip .Let me get that for you.oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to bite you ,but it taste so good ! Then maybe I'd let a little chocolate drizzle on your your ear lobe then your neck now I have to get that off I'll just suck it right off your ear lobe and lick down your neck until its gone. Oh but how about this Nice and warm drizzling on your chest, I'll just let it drop first on one nipple then the other and let it trail over your stomach to your belly button. Doesn't that feel nice and warm? another mess to clean up. I'll use my lips ,tongue and teeth, kissing,
The White RoomThe White Room (4.8.02)
My mind is lost,
Lost among the people
Lost among these rooms.
I open my eyes
to see one color
but all I see is white.
I close my eyes to escape
but it fails,
it is still white
Day after day,
Week after week,
I see white.
My dreams are white;
the food I eat is white,
No other color but white.
I live my life among nothing,
my days are spent sitting,
Sitting in this white room.
White ShirtsToday was white shirt day. Not just any ordinary white shirt day but The White Shirt, the one which is related to Pig Pen in the comic strips; the one that is the first shirt my daughter ever bought for me, the one that has been lovingly de-stained every single week for year after year after year...... and yet again today, its true nature called to it. Never mind how thread bare it is, and I can now a days only wear it around the house, its sentimental value jumps and leaps with every washing.
I was presented with this shirt when my daughter got her first job in college. I figure she must have saved for nearly 6 months on what she was making to be able to buy this branded polo shirt with her college name on it. At the time, I was flattered, never knowing how with each wearing of it, the preciousness of it would increase. I wore it proudly as a dad should the day she presented it to me and took me to meet her boyfriend. We both ordered spaghetti and both dropped spaghetti sauce o
The White Car In My ProfileVery First Blog on here, so bare with me.
Some may wonder what the car is in my profile or what's been done to it for those that know what it is ..
It's a 1999 SVT Mustang Cobra #3753
The front 2 pistons broke at the oil control ring due to too many 7000+ RPMs and not enough oil able to sustain lubrication.
Instead of paying over $5,000 for a replacement, I picked up a used Triton 5.4L from a wrecked 2004 F150. I got some 2000 Lincoln Navigator Heads (DOHC) and some 4.6 to 5.4 adapters to install the stock intake and everything on the engine just to get it running.
Just purchased some forged pistons and h-beam rods for the engine and I'm going to pull it and have it bored to fit the pistons.
as is, the stock 5.4L with all stock Cobra engine parts (well except the Navi heads - but the only diff is that the intake ports are much larger than the Cobra ones, and it has cooling ports on the exhaust side for added heat reduction on the aluminum heads), the engine untuned
White Sheep SocietyVerse1: I hate what you've become
And what you've made of me
What you once denied and banned
You follow, conformity
(awkward pause)
Chorus: So ban what you follow
The Pill has been swallowed
You now are healed
From what has been sealed
I've taken your mediocrity
So kill the White Sheep Society.
Verse2: You've admitted your wrong
And instead of the grey
You are hues and shades
Glad you're back, its been too long
(Chorus)
(solo)
Bridge: For far too long
We've lived under the rule
You are now a mustang
Instead of a mule
So say 'FUCK YOU' to
Whoever gets in your face
For you are now a new breed
Of the human race
(chorus)
Verse3: SO TELL ME, WHO THE FUCK YOU WANNA BE?
WhitemailBeneath the stones
Lie ashes of silver and gold
Remains of solice
Grateful for weakness
Unable to grasp the concept of...
WHAT IT IS YOU WANT FROM ME!!!!
Targeted in brush
Segregated with shame
Refusing to feel
Or join in the game
Whilst the world around us
is being torn to shreds
You have chosen
out of all existence
ME as your letter A
Scarlet the color
That it burns deep
A bother to all
That my eyes stay open
While mind is asleep
...that when I am manic
I just might not smile...
...that when I feel livid
laughter ensues...
...that when I feel faint
I'm strongest of all...
...that when I see straight
my world dissappears...
Fits of no consequence
Like lines in a play
Mostly go unheard
Dinner is served
Cold dish overdone
To satisfy the hunger
Of particularly one
A chemical masterpiece
To deserve this hell
I must be God's stepson
Coping with disease
Socrates, remedy
Plato is a cure
In difference will
Kill any uncertainty
White BearOh....... great white bear
you are the strength
and the light in my soul
Your actions are loud
you roar is uncontrolled
your heart is strong...
a sight to behold
When you come I will not hide
I will face you... so that
I can see thru your eyes...
Consume me.... swallow me up
swallow me whole...
make me part of your soul...
When I walk alone .... it will be with strength
when I speak it will be from the heart of the bear
as I see thru your eyes... I will have no fear
You are my strength....
you are mighty...
you are the white bear...
The White BuffaloThe White Buffalo
"The White Buffalo Woman"
The Sioux are a warrior tribe, and one of their proverbs says, "Woman shall not walk before man. " Yet White Buffalo Woman is the dominant figure of their most important legend. The medicine man Crow Dog explains, "This holy woman brought the sacred buffalo calf pipe to the Sioux. There could be no Indians without it. Before she came, people didn't know how to live. They knew nothing. The Buffalo Woman put her sacred mind into their minds. " At the ritual of the sun dance one woman, usually a mature and universally respected member of the tribe, is given the honor of representing Buffalo Woman.
Though she first appeared to the Sioux in human form, White Buffalo Woman was also a buffalothe Indians' brother, who gave its flesh so that the people might live. Albino buffalo were sacred to all Plains tribes; a white buffalo hide was a sacred talisman, a possession beyond price.
One summer so long ago that nobody knows how long, the
White Stripes...icky BompLet me preface this by saying I LOVE the White Stripes. I have everything Jack White touchs, and love it. (check out the Loretta Lynn album he produced, something Rose, phenenemal)
So I was really looking forward to this CD, and for once, it delivered.
Preliminary reviews, and Jack White, said that they were heading in a slightly different direction, which always scares me, but I like it. The songs arent as quick as in the past, for the most part, but despite that I enjoyed it. They don't plod, thats for sure.
My favorite part of the Stripes is Meg White's drumming. Its basic, and crisp, and I think that I could fill in for her with a little practice. On this cd, she's incredible. Not to mention, wiht minimal instruments usedshe's in the mix very much, and gets a huge drum sound.
Jack White's guitar playing is great, and they are really tight.
On this album, he's playing an organ too. I love organs, not synthesizers, so this is right up my alley.
Overall, good songs, good
White Tea RemixYo, I'm just sittin here thinking about u girl.. in my white tea gettin ready to party like a rock star!
Take a look and listen to my white rasberry tea remix..
ok.. this is a joke.. not real geeeeez lol
A White Rose...A White Rose
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
- J B O'Reilly (1844-1890) -
White HellIn the deafening quiet
Of solitary cell
Watch I the room spin
Lying on the floor,
The wall, the ceiling.
All are one
The box is many
Screams cut through
The silence for now broken
Watch I the door move
Opens now it from the wall
The ceiling, the floor.
The box is one
All are many
Escape, hopeless,
Futile
Oh poor solitary cell mine
Watch I the room spin
Starch white angels leave
Laying on the ceiling,
The floor, the wall.
All are one
The box is many
Oh me no!
The box is one
And all are many!
Whitest Toenails In A Short TimeOK this is the weirdest thing you will ever hear coming from a male. Ladies you know that in the summer you want to have the whitest toe nails you can get. Yes you do want them to look good. Well here is the answer that can fix that problem in just 2 hours. I t may seem a little gross but really try this. Get a pan that you can get both feet in. In the bottom of the pan put about 1 inch of cornmeal. Cover the cornmeal with water and stir it up to soak up all the water. You may have to add more water as you go. Put some warm water in the pan so you don’t end up with really cold feet. Soak both feet in the pan covering them with cornmeal for 2 hours. Yea it feels kind of funny but it works real well. The oil from the corn will actually soften your feet also. Don’t take my word for it give it a try.
White Peopleby Bill Cosby
They're standing on the corner and they can't speak English.
I can't even talk the way these people talk:
Why you ain't,
Where you is,
What he drive,
Where he stay,
Where he work,
Who you be...
And I blamed the kid until I heard the mother talk.
And then I heard the father talk
Everybody knows it's important to speak English...
except these knuckleheads.
Mushmouth is what they speak!?
You can't be a doctor with that kind of crap coming out of your mouth.
In fact you will never get any kind of job making a decent living.
People marched and were hit in the face with rocks to get an education,
and now we've got these knuckleheads throwing that all away.?
The lower economic people are not holding up their end in this deal.
These people are not parenting.
They are buying things for kids. $500 sneakers for what?
And they won't spend $200 for Hooked on Phonics.
I am talking about these people who cry
when their son is standing there in an orange suit.
Whe
White Trash BeautifulWhite Trash Beautiful, Trailor Park Queen
She slings hash at the diner from 11 to 5
She married a boy from school, thought he was oh so cool
But all he can do for money is drive
Out late haulin' freight on Interstate 5, prayin' he'll see home before his baby arrive.
White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know
My heart belongs to you
I know you coulda found a better guy
I'll love you till the day I die
I swear to God it's true
I'm comin' home to you
I'm comin' home to you girl.
He lights a cigarette, his eyes half open
He won't be home tonight, but she keeps hopin'
Drinkin himself to sleep is his only way of copein'
She waits for him every night, she leaves the front door open
It's 4 AM and doin 95, Tryin to stay awake and make it home alive.
White Trash Beautiful, There's something you should know
My heart belongs to you
I know you coulda found a better guy
I'll love you till the day I die
I swear to God it's true
I'm comin' home to you
I'm c
White Or Blackwould you rather have a blackman or white women running america
White Buffalo Dreams And Soiyo KolaWhite Buffalo Dreams
Body: In the swirling whiteness,
A dream was sent to me,
I heard the sound of breathing,
Of an animal I could not see.
Then the mist before my eyes,
Slowly drifted away,
And I found myself standing,
In the brightness of the day.
Alone at first upon the plains,
I began to look around,
My heart was beating faster,
When I realised what I had found.
For standing just behind me,
Now looking me straight in the eyes,
Was the biggest whitest buffalo,
Who was not afraid to die.
Slowly he moved towards me,
Then I thought I heard him say,
“You and I are brothers.â€
And then he moved away.
I gave thanks for this dream,
That was sent to me,
Because it showed me who I am,
And what I’m meant to be.
The White Dove.....well this morning after 3 hours of sleep....a white dove landed on my patio and made itself at home.....maybe its a sign....after last night....maybe its a sign coming down from above....literally....so we will see if this dove brings me good luck in a certain area in my life.....
Whitch Sholder Do You Through Salt Over(Q)
ok, when you spill salt which shoulder are you meant to throw a pinch of it over?
(A)
Superstitions about salt date back to biblical times when salt was a highly prized commodity. It was expensive, crucial in preserving food, and was often used in lieu of currency. So spilling salt was considered an almost sacrilegious offence, and left one perilously exposed to the devil's machinations.
Throwing salt over your shoulder is akin to blessing someone after they've sneezed -- it's a way of keeping the devil at bay while you're in an especially vulnerable moment. Depending on your interpretation, the salt is either intended to blind the devil so he can't witness your error, or keep him from sneaking up on you while you're cleaning up your mess.
It's important to note that the superstition calls for the offender to throw salt over the left shoulder. Many ancient traditions place the devil to the left of the straight and narrow path. The classic image of a devil on one s
A White RoseThe red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips
White Chocolatewhite chocolate
let's see I could dip some strawberries in white and milk chocolate and feed them to you one by one each followed with a kiss and a sip of champagne.
No too romantic how about this: How about we take all your clothes off and you just lie back on the bed, I'll have some chocolate in a a warmer beside the bed. Maybe I would dip a strawberry in it and let you have a bite but then look you have a little chocolate right there on your lip .Let me get that for you.oh I'm sorry I didn't mean to bite you ,but it taste so good ! Then maybe I'd let a little chocolate drizzle on your your ear lobe then your neck now I have to get that off I'll just suck it right off your ear lobe and lick down your neck until its gone. Oh but how about this Nice and warm drizzling on your chest, I'll just let it drop first on one nipple then the other and let it trail over your stomach to your belly button. Doesn't that feel nice and warm? another mess to clean up. I'll use my lips ,tongue a
A White RoseA White Rose
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
A White RoseThe red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
White Bean Soup (sopa De Habichuelas Blancas)INGREDIENTS:
1 tablespoon annatto oil 4 ounces fresh bacon, diced 4 ounces Genoa salami, diced
1/4 cup basic Recaito 1/2 cup manzanilla olives, chopped 1 cup tomato sauce
1/2 pound white navy beans, cooked 8 cups water 1/4 cup short-grain rice
2 ounces angel hair pasta or fidellini 1/2 tablespoon salt 1 teaspoon black pepper
1 Heat the oil in a heavy skillet and saute the bacon and salami. Add the recaito, olives, and tomato sauce. Cook over medium heat for 3 minutes.
2 In a soup kettle, combine the beans and water. Add the bacon mixture, rice, noodles, and salt and pepper. Bring the soup to a boil, then reduce the heat and simmer for 20 minutes, or until the rice is cooked.
White Lie CakeWhite Lie Cake
Have you ever told a white lie? You are going to love this,
especially
all of the ladies who bake for church events.
Alice Grayson was to bake a cake for the Baptist Church Ladies'
Group
in
Tuscaloosa , but forgot to do it until the last minute. She
remembered it
the morning of the bake sale and after rummaging through cabinets,
found
an
angel food cake mix and quickly made it while drying her hair,
dressing,
and helping her son pack up for Scout camp.
When Alice took the cake from the oven, the center had dropped
flat
and
the cake was horribly disfigured. she said, 'Oh dear, there is not
time
to
bake another cake.'
This cake was important to Alice because she did so want to fit
in at
her new church, and in her new community of friends. So, being
inventive,
she looked around the house for something to build up the center
of the
cake.
Alice found it in the bathroom-a roll of toilet paper. She
plunked it
in
and then covered it with i
White Trashyou can take the boy out of the whit trash but you can't take the white trash out of the boy.
White Shirt ContestPLEASE FRIENDS, FAN AND FAMILY RATE MY PHOTO FOR THE WHITE SHIRT CONTEST.
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White Chocolate SkinI imagine the taste
of your white chocolate skin,
and the scent of your
freshly washed hair,
my face nuzzled to your neck
and, yes, I am flushed
with love desire need -
oh, come to me
unkempt,
from your hot bath
and let me clothe you
in my own skin.
Let me lay down with you
and whisper my hands
down your neck,
across your newly-clean breasts
and brush lightly
the fine hairs
leading
to your moist heaven.
Allow me moments
kissing you
above beneath between -
then pull me by the hair
to your warm lips,
long and tender ,
turn me,
sit across me,
look down into my eyes.
Guide me into you and
up against the place inside
where you keep the tingles
and your shivering ecstasy.
Leave me there forever.
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White BoardCAN WE HAVE A WHITEBOARD LIKE THEY USE ON BEBO AND PEOPLE CAN HAVE THE CHOICE TOO RIGH A COMMENT OR RIGHT A MESSAGE OR DRAW AND AT THE BOTTOM HAVE A COUNTER SO WE CAN SEE HOW MANY MESSAGES/COMMENTS OR PICS WE HAVE
(PLEASE REPOST SOMEONE)
A White RoseThe red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips
White Chocolate Chunk-macadamia Nut CookiesWhite Chocolate Chunk-Macadamia Nut Cookies
2 cups all-purpose flour
3/4 teaspoon baking soda
1/2 teaspoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon salt
1 cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, softened
1 cup light brown sugar
1 egg
2 teaspoons vanilla extract
8 ounces (1 1/2 cups) white chocolate baking squares), cut into small chunks, or white baking chips
3/4 cup roughly chopped, unsalted, toasted macadamia nuts
Preheat the oven to 375 degrees F. Line a cookie sheet with parchment paper.
Combine the flour, baking soda, baking powder, and salt in a mixing bowl.
Using a mixer, beat the butter in a large mixing bowl until fluffy, about 2 minutes. Add the brown sugar and mix together until smooth.
Add the egg and vanilla. Stop to scrape down the sides of the bowl with a rubber spatula. Blend in the flour mixture in 3 stages and stir in the white chocolate and the nuts.
Scoop out walnut-sized mounds of the cookie dough and place on the cookie sheet, leaving 2-inches between the mou
White Stain (1994)my mind whispers silently
my hands shake in haste
my soul ceases to be
with every day that I face
the hawk cries at night
my head spins in pain
each day I struggle and fight
trying to reduce the white stain
the emptiness inside
grows deeper each day
while the white man lies
and laughs in dismay
White Stripes Cancels Touring Due To Meg's Panic AttacksThe White Stripes have called off their entire UK tour, just days after they pretty much canceled their US tour. The band announced on Tuesday that drummer Meg White was "suffering from acute anxiety and is unable to travel at this time. We hate to let people down and are very sorry.'" Sorry to hear about Meg's panic disorder. It must be tough touring with her ex-brother or ex-husband Jack White, or whatever he is, along with his wife and twp young kids.
White Knight LevelersPlease all of you that are White Knight Levelers my go and subscibe to our lounge (Castle of the White Knights) so we can figure out how many memebers we have and who you all are. Thank you
http://fubar.com/lounge.php?l=10425
that is the link or go into my profile and click the link there. Thank you all for helping out and being part of this group
White Buffalo Calf WomanWHITE BUFFALO CALF WOMAN
Brings The First Pipe
As told by: Joseph Chasing Horse
We Lakota people have a prophecy about the white buffalo calf. How that prophecy originated was that we have a sacred bundle, a sacred peace pipe, that was brought to us about 2,000 years ago by what we know as the White Buffalo Calf Woman.
The story goes that she appeared to two warriors at that time. These two warriors were out hunting buffalo, hunting for food in the sacred Black Hills of South Dakota, and they saw a big body coming toward them. And they saw that it was a white buffalo calf. As it came closer to them, it turned into a beautiful young Indian girl.
That time one of the warriors thought bad in his mind, and so the young girl told him to step forward. And when he did step forward, a black cloud came over his body, and when the black cloud disappeared, the warrior who had bad thoughts was left with no flesh or blood on his bones. The other warrior kneeled and
White DeathIT’S TIME FOR YOUR WHITE MEDICINE YOU BLACK GOTHIC FREAKS LoL
A White Rose( For Smeone Special)A White Rose
The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
White Wedding DressSon asked his mother the following question:
"Mum, why are wedding dresses white?"
The mother looks at her son and replies,
"Son, this shows your friends and relatives that your bride is pure."
The son thanks his Mum and goes off to double-check this with his father.
"Dad why are wedding dresses white?"
The father looks at his son in surprise and says,
"Son, all household appliances come in white."
WhiteningIF YOU ARE THINKING OF DOING THIS PLZ RETHINK OR READ THIS L;INK...
http://www.womens-health.com/boards/showthread.php?p=18659#post18659
White Knight, Small City"Ah, you represent Earth's best, then."
"No, sir, I'm not; I'll make plenty of mistakes."
"But you'll learn more about us that way; and I'll get a better officer in return."
- Balok, Bailey, and Kirk from the Star Trek: The Original Series episode "The Corbomite Maneuver"
So after leaving work Saturday, I dropped off the nightly deposit and then went to my nephew Mathew's house where the family was for his tenth birthday party. The adults were sitting around talking because the party had started at six o'clock and they'd already eaten. After Sarah rushed to the door and gave me a big hug (gotta love those big hugs!), I sat with them for a minute and wondered aloud where the birthday boy -- actually, his birthday was September 17 and they were having the party Saturday -- was. When told he was downstairs with his younger brother Brandon, I made a beeline for the basement. Looking back, I probably ignored the canons of polite society because I like hanging out with the kids more
Whit The Love Between 2 Are SharedExactly when did love come to your hearts,
Vesting something one in something twain,
Exchanging simple wholes for complex parts,
Less purely self, more vulnerable to pain?
Yet passion often migrates into need,
Not needing much to crave unfeigned affection;
And so each craving does the other feed,
Need serving need as bond against rejection.
Doubt not such sweet sense can be sustained,
Not by passion, but by will and grace.
In long-lived love there's too much to be gained,
Convectively, to easy unembrace.
Oceans well up richly well within,
Letting go the air that we begin
Avidly to breathe, with passion burning,
So fraught with love no years can hold our yearning.
White Beans With Escarole And TomatoesWhite Beans with Escarole and Tomatoes
This ready-in-no-time dish is often a huge surprise to those who think they don't like sauteed greens. If you can't find escarole, substitute another fresh, slightly bitter vegetable, like kale or collard greens.
Credit: Kathy Gunst with the editors of Parenting magazine
Servings: 2
Ingredients:
* 2 tablespoons olive oil
* 3 small cloves (or 1 large) garlic, minced
* 1 bunch escarole
* 1 (15-ounce) can white beans
* 2 cups chopped tomatoes
Directions:
Heat the olive oil in a saute pan over high heat; once hot, add the garlic and escarole and stir. Once the escarole has wilted, add the beans and tomatoes. Continue stirring while reducing the heat to medium-low, and simmer for approximately 8 minutes, or until the tomatoes have formed a sauce. Serve over rice or pasta.
Print this recipe.
A saute pan has a wide, flat bottom and straighter sides than a regular skillet. Shop for a saute pan.
WhiteWhite white white white
The color of no color white
The color of all light white
If there is no darkness white
The color of of my shirt white
Bleach on a stain white
Heaven and it's door white
Your grandfather's beard white
Cuddle in my sheets white
The entrance of a dream white
Cotten balls so soft white
Head on a pillow white
White white white white
White Fu**ers Like Mematt@ fubar
So this guy shouts me....heres the convo...Yea i was rude but i don't need this bullshit anymore.
So ya his link is up there if you wanna check him out. I just think hes a idiot.
April ♥
White BoySomeone else besides me finally said it. How many are
actually paying attention to this?
There are African Americans, Mexican Americans,
Asian Americans, Arab Americans, Native Americans,
etc.
And then there are just Americans.
You pass me on the street and sneer in my
direction. You call me "Whiteboy," "Cracker,"
"Honkey," "Whitey," "Caveman" and that's OK.
But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towelhead,
Sand-nigger, camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink you
call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence
against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous
places to live?
You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
You have Miss Black Suwannee County.
If we had WET(White Entertainment Television)
we'd be Racists.
If we had a White Pride Day you would call us
racist
A White RoseThe red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
White BoyWhite Boy
Someone else besides me finally said it. How many are
actually paying attention to this?
There are African Americans, Mexican Americans,
Asian Americans, Arab Americans, Native Americans,
etc.
And then there are just Americans.
You pass me on the street and sneer in my
direction. You call me "Whiteboy," "Cracker,"
"Honkey," "Whitey," "Caveman" and that's OK.
But when I call you, Nigger, Kike, Towelhead,
Sand-nigger, camel Jockey, Beaner, Gook, or Chink you
call me a racist.
You say that whites commit a lot of violence
against you, so why are the ghettos the most dangerous
places to live?
You have the United Negro College Fund.
You have Martin Luther King Day.
You have Black History Month.
You have Cesar Chavez Day.
You have Yom Hashoah
You have Ma'uled Al-Nabi
You have the NAACP.
You have BET.
You have Miss Black Suwannee County.
If we had WET(White Entertainment Television)
we'd be Racists.
If we had a White Pride Day you woul
A White RoseThe red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.
But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.
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