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Hello Chioldren- After having "Just one of those days", I feel the need to spread the word of seperation from society.B4 I begin to rant and rave,I just wanted to give you a little background on just why the hell I'm doing this.
I have been so crazy-bombarded by evil pop culture I hate today, it's almost forced me to induce vomiting apon myself. Today in English class, several of my (anon.) peers decided the subject of our in class project should be called "Abrocrombiefitchopia", in the delightful honor of the over-priced clothing chain. When I dejectedly returned home + Turned on the television, I was forced to witness Carson Daley tell adam Duritz of the Counting Crows that he had a "phat pad".
Please Children-find it in your hearts to just be yourselves and find forgivness for the rest of the faceless nation. You can be happy and not match. You can be happy and date your own sex. You can be happy and "just be friends" when all of your buddies say you should go out. Please, send this around to spread the good word. Nothing will pop up on your screen and be cute, but atleast I'm not telling you it will yo get you to send it-Sparks
Burn the pants, earn the freedom.
E-mail Address: AdmlTolwin@aol.com
Congratulations on applying to FAPS, the society dedicated to hating pants. To enter, you must first answer a few questions that make sure you will aid FAPS in its fight against pants. Should your application be accepted, you will be asked to make a donation to FAPS, and you will receive an official FAPS card in your mailbox.
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Basic info: (Name, birthday, physical stats, address, phone)
When did you first feel the oppression of pants was hurting society more than helping it?
Are there people around you that support pants?
Have you enjoyed wearing pants within the past year?
Situation: You're at a party, and, in a fit of drunkness, your best friend rips off his pants. Do you:
a) Steal his pants and put them in a fish bowl.
b) Rip off your own pants, followed by underwear, bra, and shirt.
c) Wait till he passes out, then put a FAPS card in his mouth, hoping it will stick to the puddle of drool.
d) Put lima beans down his underwear.
e) Run, find a camel, paint a racing stripe on the camel, then have your friend pretend he's Rashid Ab'dur Feron of the Sahara, and have him pass out FAPS cards.
When your pants start to itch, what do you do?
If you could destroy your pants in any way possible, what would you do?
Situation: Pants become illegal. What do you do?
Last question: In a fit of rage, your parents force you to wear pants around the house. What do you do?
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Now complete this questionaire and send it back to me. If accepted, prepare for the ride of your life.
Sincerely,
-Chris Mundy
President of FAPS
We are the Alpha and the Omega.
We are the Beginning and the End.
We are what has been, what is, and what is yet to come.
We cannot fail. We must succeed.
We WILL succeed. We will triumph.
We will.
We are FAPS.
Join today
I got flowers today, it wasn't my birthday or any other special.
We had our first argument last night
And he said a lot of cruel things that really hurt me.
I know he is sorry and didn't mean the things he said.
Because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today, it wasn't our anniversary or any other special day.
Last night, he threw me into a wall and started to choke me.
I couldn't believe it was real.
I woke up this morning sore and bruised all over.
I know he must be sorry, because he sent me flowers today.
I got flower today, and it wasn't Mother's Day or any other special day.
Last night, he beat me up again.
And it was much worse than all the other times.
If I leave him, what will I do?
How will I take care of my kids? What about money?
I'm afraid of him and scared to leave.
But I knew he must be sorry, because he sent me flowers today.
I got flowers today, today was a very special day.
It was the day of my funeral.
Last night, he finally killed me.
He beat me to death.
If only I had gathered
Enough courage and strength to leave him,
I would not have gotten flowers today.
[Thank you Catlin]
PLUR
Peace, love, unity, respect. A raver's motto, and with a good cause. These four words which mean so much, tell a story of how things should be. To create with these four elements should be the most important goal of every single promoter and DJ in the business. For those of you who are not working toward this goal, you are working against a key element that created the scene in which supports you.
Peace is the key element in this motto. Every rave should be surrounded in a peaceful environment in which all people can come and enjoy what each of us have to offer. To practice this means to leave all prejudices and differences at the door and treat everyone as brothers and sisters. Together we create a family in which there should be no barriers. Peace can bring us together to form this family.
Love is another element in this equaiton that forms our family. Everyone should love each other in a way that is caring and considerate just as you would your own family. If you can bring your love and caring to an event and spread it to those who you party with makes a strong impression on those who are present. With the power of love we can unite the scene and create our family.
Unity is what we must have to survive as a family and culture in such a disapproving world. If we can unite and forget our differences we can become one in which all of us can benefit from the ideas and creativity we possess. To support those who support you and those who need support.
This is unity.
Respect is the final part of this motto which entails respecting everyone's ideas, values, and personal space. To create the best vibe around we need to show everyone involved that they are just as important as you and deserve to be treated as you would want to be treated. If we can bring this final element into every one of our parties and lives, we as a family and culture can live happier and more content with what we are doing and ccomplishing.
[thank you kyle ]
Rule 11.
"Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one."
And now.....The answer to the eternal question: "Is it better to be a jock or a nerd?":
Michael Jordan made over $300,000 a game. That equals $10,000 a minute, at an average of 30 minutes per game. With $40 million in endorsements, he made $178,100 a day, working or not. If he sleeps 7 hours a night, he makes $52,000 every night while visions of sugarplums dance in his head. If he goes to see a movie, it'll cost him $7.00, but he'll make $18,550 while he's there. If he decides to have a 5 minute egg, he'll make $618 while boiling it. He makes $7,415/hr more than minimum wage. He'll make $3,710 while watching each episode of Friends. If he wanted to save up for a new Acura NSX ($90,000) it would take him a whole 12 hours. If someone were to hand him his salary and endorsement money, they would have to do it at the rate of $2.00 every second.
He'll probably pay around $200 for a nice round of golf, but will be reimbursed $33,390 for that round. Assuming he puts the federal maximum of 15% of his income into a tax deferred account (401k), he will hit the federal cap of $9,500 at 8:30 a.m. on January 1st. If you were given a penny for every 10 dollars he made, you'd be living comfortably at $65,000 a year. He'll make about $19.60 while watching the 100 meter dash in the Olympics. He'll make about $15,600 during the Boston Marathon.
While the common person is spending about $20 for a meal in his trendy Chicago restaurant, he'll pull in about $5,600. In his last year, he made more than twice as much as all U.S. past presidents for all of their terms combined.
However, if Jordan saves 100% of his income for the next 250 years, he'll still have less than Bill Gates has today.
Game over.
Nerd wins! [thank you catlin ]
*somebody is very proud of you.
~somebody is thinking of you.
*somebody is caring about you.
~somebody misses you.
*somebody wants to talk to you.
~somebody wants to be with you.
*somebody hopes you aren't in trouble.
~somebody is thankful for the support you have provided.
*somebody wants to hold your hand.
~somebody hopes everything turns out all right.
*somebody wants you to be happy.
~somebody wants you to find him/her.
*somebody is celebrating your successes
~somebody wants to give you a gift.
*somebody thinks that you ARE a gift.
~somebody hopes you're not too cold, or too hot
*somebody wants to hug you.
~somebody loves you.
*somebody admires your strength.
~somebody is thinking of you and smiling.
*somebody wants to be your shoulder to cry on.
~somebody wants to go out with you and have a lot of fun.
*somebody thinks the world of you.
~somebody wants to protect you.
*somebody would do anything for you.
~somebody wants to be forgiven.
*somebody is grateful for your forgiveness.
~somebody wants to laugh with you.
*somebody remembers you and wishes that you were there.
~somebody is praising God for you.
*somebody needs to know that your love is unconditional.
~somebody values your advice.
*somebody wants to tell you how much they care.
~somebody wants to share their dreams with you.
*somebody wants to hold you in their arms.
~somebody wants YOU to hold them in your arms.
*somebody treasures your spirit.
~somebody wishes they could STOP time because of you.
*somebody praises God for your friendship and love.
~somebody can't wait to see you.
*somebody loves you for who you are.
~somebody loves the way you make them feel.
*somebody wants to be with you.
~somebody wants you to know they are there for you.
*somebody's glad that you're his/her friend.
~somebody wants to be your friend.
*somebody stayed up all night thinking about you.
~somebody is alive because of you.
*somebody is wishing that you noticed him/her.
~somebody wants to get to know you better.
*somebody wants to be near you.
~somebody misses your advice/guidance.
*somebody has faith in you.
~somebody trusts you.
*somebody needs you to send them this letter
~somebody needs your support.
*somebody needs you to have faith in them.
~somebody will cry when they read this.
*somebody needs you to let them be your friend.
~somebody hears a song that reminds them of you.
--By the way.. I know that this holds true for everyone:-) [thank you Tara!!! ]
"Woman Pome" [--Thank you TARA]
Everyday I give thanks to the Goddess
I have two mounds upon my bodice
I shave my legs, I sit down to pee
I can justify any shopping spree
Don't go to a barber, but a beauty salon
Can get a massage without a hard-on
I can balance the check book, can pump my own gas
Can talk to my friends about the size of my ass
My beauty's a masterpiece, and yes, it takes long.
At least I can admit to others when I'm wrong
I don't drive in circles at any cost
And I don't have a problem admitting I'm lost
Don't act like I'm in a timed marathon
Every time I have to go to the john
I don't brag about the size of my cup
Hey, put the seat down, 'cause I won't leave it up!
I never forget an important date,
You just got to deal with it, I'm usually late
I don't watch movies with lots of gore
Don't need instant replay to remember the score
I won't lose my hair
I don't get jock itch
And just cause I'm assertive
Don't call me a bitch
I don't wear the same underwear everyday
The food in my fridge has no sign of decay
Don't burp, don't belch and I certainly don't fart
Ballet, not football, is what I consider an art
Don't say to your friends, Oh yeah, I can get her
In your dreams, my dear, I can do better!
Flowers are okay, but jewelry's best
Would you look at my face, not at my chest!
I don't have a problem expressing my feelings
I know when you're lying, you look at the ceiling
Don't call me a girl, a babe or a chick
I am a WOMAN, get it right you prick
Never say I love you
If you really don't care
Never talk about feelings
If they aren't really there
Never hold my hand
If you are going to break my heart
Never say you are going to
If you don't plan to start
Never look into my eyes
If all you do is lie
Never say hello
If you really mean good bye
If you really mean forever
Then say you will try
Never say forever
Cause forever makes me cry
*Stand on top of the high board and say you won't come down until your demands are met.
*Tell the lifeguards that they aren't doing their jobs because you have seen at least 15 people drown today.
*Ask people if they have seen your pet shark.
*Sit in the baby pool and play with the toys.
*Take a flutter board and pretend you can't swim.
*Hit strangers with your flutter board.
*Ask an attractive lifeguard to practise CPR on you.
*Sit in front of a water jet, make moaning sounds and say, "Oh yeah... oooh that feels soooo good...."
*Sit on the top of the water slide and don't move.
*Swim near a stranger and go "Dammit I knew I shouldn't have had watermelon before I came here."
*Insist that you saw a monster at the bottom of the pool.
*Pretend to drown and then when someone tries to help you, say "HA-HA, fooled you!"
*Scream as someone is trying to do something when jumping off of a diving board.
*Laugh at fat people in swimsuits.
*Tell people you saw the lifeguard pissing in the pool.
*Ask a lifeguard if skinny-dipping is allowed.
*Try to negotiate the price of getting in.
*Take a really long time when you are on top of the high dive and then act as though you were pushed off.
*When in line, ask strangers if they think invisble people get a discount.
*Take your towel, tie it around your shoulders and say "Wheee! I'm Batman!" while running around.
*Hit strangers with your wet towel.
*Throw people's things into the pool.
*Sing and dance on top of the dinving board, then do a belly-flop as your grande-finale.
*Play Marco-Polo by yourself.
*Ask small children if they have seen any suspicious-looking sea monsters lately.
There was nothing to stop things from falling into the house. This posed a real problem in the bedroom where bugs and other droppings could really mess up your nice clean bed. So, they found if they made beds with big posts and hung a sheet over the top, it addressed that problem. Hence those beautiful big 4 poster beds with canopies. I wonder if this is where we get the saying Good night and don't let the bed bugs bite........ The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt, hence the saying "dirt poor." The wealthy had slate floors which would get slippery in the winter when wet. So they spread thresh on the floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on they kept adding more thresh until when you opened the door it would all start slipping outside.
A piece of wood was placed at the entry way, hence a "thresh hold". They cooked in the kitchen in a big kettle that always hung over the fire. Every day they lit the fire and added things to the pot. They mostly ate vegetables and didn't get much meat. They would eat the stew for dinner leaving leftovers in the pot to get cold overnight and then start over the next day. Sometimes the stew had food in it that had been in there for a month. Hence the rhyme: peas, porridge hot, peas porridge cold, peas porridge in the pot nine days old." Sometimes they could obtain pork and would feel really special when that happened. When company came over, they would bring out some bacon and hang it to show it off. It was a sign of wealth and that a man "could really bring home the bacon." They would cut off a little to share with guests and would all sit around and "chew the fat." Those with money had plates made of pewter. Food with a high acid content caused some of the lead to leach onto the food. This happened most often with tomatoes, so they stopped eating tomatoes... for 400 years. Most people didn't have pewter plates, but had trenchers - a piece of wood with the middle scooped out like a bowl. Trenchers were never washed and a lot of times worms got into the wood. After eating off wormy trenchers, they would get "trench mouth." Bread was divided according to status. Workers got the burnt bottom of the loaf, the family got the middle, and guests got the top, or the "upper crust".
Lead cups were used to drink ale or whiskey. The combination would sometimes knock them out for a couple of days. Someone walking along the road would take them for dead and prepare them for burial. They were laid out on the kitchen table for a couple of days and the family would gather around and eat and drink and wait and see if they would wake up. Hence the custom of holding a "wake".
England is old and small, and they started running out of places to bury people. So, they would dig up coffins and would take their bones to a house and re-use the grave. In reopening these coffins, one out of 25 coffins were found to have scratch marks on the inside and they realized they had been burying people alive. So they thought they would tie a string on their wrist and lead it through the coffin and up through the ground and tie it to a bell. Someone would have to sit out in the graveyard all night to listen for the bell. Hence on the "graveyard shift" they would know that someone was "saved by the bell" or he was a "dead ringer".
Beautiful
Hand me a paintbrush,
Show me a canvas,
I'll paint your portrait
With vodka and beer.
Show me through blind eyes,
Just knowing what you see,
Everything you do,
Has already been done.
Leading yourself on,
Doing what they do,
Being what you are,
Because they expect you to.
Drinking your brains out,
Striving for praise,
Groping for affection,
At any pretty face.
Dropping your morals,
Just cause their not shared,
Lying about your actions,
Still no body cares.
Watching through teared eyes,
You're beating heart tears,
You don't know who you are,
You've been told what you should be.
They're pulling you down,
You feel short of breath,
That stuff that you've been smoking's,
Not all that's effecting you.
Starting at the walls,
In the padded room,
Wondering how your hair is,
What if somebody sees you
Thank you kelly
All the knowledge I can give I provide,
Eliminate the desire for the past that forbids you grow,
And to bring you new life with society's ever-changing tide.
You are afraid of this,
The idea of change makes u shiver,
But change is all around us, this you cannot dismiss,
The dynamic nature of life, change is constant as a river.
Allow yourself to let go,
I tell you, but not of the friendships,
Rather their solitary nature keeping you from growth,
Create more relationships in addition to the past, without detriment.
True feelings you share,
True feelings I return in hopes you will see,
Happiness can be reached solely through freedom you ensnare,
Becoming a person of now, rather than the past, living for what can be.
If i ever have a son, i'm going to name him Hitler. He might not like it at first, but i think when he started dating he'd really appreciate it. I mean, he'd never have to worry about introducing himself to a girl and then having nothing to talk about. Also, he'd probably never be picked last in gym class.
I was throwing a tennis ball against the wall the other day, when i thought, "Gee, this would be more fun with a kid." But you know, they really don't bounce as well.
Some people say that everyone has a few skeletons in their closet. Not me. Well, not yet anyway. I mean, the bodies are still decomposing.
When kids come to my door on Halloween and say "Trick or Treat?" I always say, "A little of both." and then I give them candy with razor blades in it.
Sometimes i'll think, "Is life worth living?" and then i'll think, "Is death worth dying?" and then i'll think, "Is cheese worth cheesing?" and then i'll think, "Whew! I've had enough to drink!"
I entered the Failure of the Year competition and came in last. They gave me the trophy and then took it away.
I want to buy a catapult and only launch cows from it. Then when people asked me what i was doing, i'd say "Just firing my cattlepult." and do the pun dance. The animal rights people wouldn't like it very much, but i'm not too worried because i don't think they've got the balls to mess with a guy who's got a catapult.
I bet whenever a cow sees one of those "Got Milk?" commercials, it gets all smug and walks around with a condescending grin on its face for the rest of the day.
It was probably really annoying to be the only pirate with a hook for a hand at parties, because EVERYBODY would be asking you to open their beer. Although, if you didn't know anyone it would be a good way to meet people.
Candy is dandy, but liquor is quicker, especially if you're trying to get drunk.
Novocaine for the soul is nice, but what's really great is heroin for the arm.
When you're drunk the floor is your best friend because it's always there for you.
If i had a dog, i'd train him to kill on command. And the command i'd use would be "Is he friendly?"
If someone makes you angry, i think the thing to do is tie them down to the ground, cover them in honey, and then release a swarm of killer ants on them. That way, you can hit them over and over again and say, "Hey! I'm just trying to help!" and they can't get mad.
If my job was to drive a truck full of some highly explosive gas, i don't think i'd get much work done, because at every parking lot i passed i'd pull over and run from the truck screaming, "Look out! She's gonna blow!"
I think it's a good idea to always carry around some bubble wrap. That way, if anyone tries to steal all your money, you can give them the bubble wrap and run away while they're distracted popping it.
If anyone ever asks you "What have you got rammed up your butt?" just say "A VW Microbus." That'll shut 'em up pretty quick.
I bet dating when you're a member of an endangered species is much simpler, because there just aren't that many other guys for the girls to choose from. Although if you asked a girl out and she said, "Not if you were the last Thornyeyed Toadstool Sucker on Earth." it would have real potential to be emotionally crippling.
Sometimes, when i write down a word it looks like it's spelled wrong, even though i know it's not. But then i'll think, "Boy! That would sure make a funny name for a hurricane!" and i'll laugh and laugh and laugh.
If I were a superhero, I'd use my real name. That way, no one would ever be able to figure out my secret identity.
I could never stick a needle into my arm for pleasure. I mean, not unless there was heroin or something in it.
If i had a dollar for every time someone said "If i had a nickel for every time someone said..." well, i guess i'd talk in cliches a lot more.
If you were a girl with a giant burrito for a body, you'd have to be careful when boys asked you out, because you'd never know if they were interested in your personality or if they just wanted to eat you.
Sometimes when it's raining really really hard outside and i'm inside, i want to find the guy who invented buildings and give him a big kiss. But not a big wet kiss, cuz that would defeat the whole purpose.
I think a good idea for a new Broadway musical would be "Jonestown!" featuring the toe-tapping finale, "Don't Drink the Kool-Aid!"
Some people say violence doesn't solve anything. These people have obviously never seen a "Who's The Most Violent Guy in the Bar" contest.
I think if i could turn my mind into some kind of amusement park ride it would be really successful. I mean, it scares me half the time and i know what's in it.
I think one thing that went out of style a long time ago and is due for a comeback is people walking around with a parrot on their shoulder. I mean, come on! How cool was that?
If you fall from the top of a skyscraper, only scream when passing open windows until people on the ground can actually hear you, because the closed windows are usually soundproof and hey, you'd just be wasting your breath.
If someone breaks your heart, just punch them in the head. Oh sure, it seems obvious now, but you'd be amazed at how many people don't think of it when it's relevant. Seriously, just punch them in the head. And then go get some ice cream.
If the Miss America Pageant had a competition for who could stand on one foot the longest while humming, well, let me just tell ya, it'd be a whole different ball game.
If ignorance is bliss then i must be the happiest thingamajigee in the whatchamacallit!
I bet one joke that never got old on a pirate ship was to charge another ship as if they were about to attack it. Then, when they were within firing range, one of the pirates would yell, "Oh no! We forgot the cannon balls!" And then while all the people on the other ship were laughing at the pirates, BOOM! Yeah, I bet that just cracked the pirates up.
A lot of people take the game of calling shotgun seriously, but i bet no one takes it more seriously than a bunch of clowns about to get into one of those clown cars.
Some people like Autumn because all the leaves change colors and everything looks so pretty. I like it because everything dies.
One good thing about getting hit by a Fed Ex truck is that they'll definitely get you to a hospital within twenty-four hours. However, you should really try to avoid getting hit by a U.S. mail truck at all costs.
You know how there's always that one smelly guy on the bus that you're always afraid you're gonna end up having to sit next to? Well, you cancompletely eliminate that fear by not bathing for a week or two before your trip.
Before Newton discovered gravity, i bet the belt had a sort of mythic quality to it. "How the hell do these things keep your pants from falling down?" "I don't know, man. They just do."
I bet that when the apple landed on Newton's head, "gravity" wasn't his first guess. First, he probably thought, "My god! The ancient tribe of crazed apple-throwing Babylonian chimpanzees has finally caught up with me!" But then after he looked around and didn't find any simians he thought, "Oh yeah, gravity."
I bet that "Trouble with Tribbles" episode would have been a whole lot different if Shatner had had a flame-thrower handy.
I think everyone should start using the phrase "I'd like to bounce a quarter off of his butt!" I don't know what it means, but i sure like the way it sounds.
Never stand in the way of love, especially if love is driving a bus.
Marshmallows don't kill people. The facist regime kills people.
I told my boss I felt sick and wanted to go home, and he said, "You don't look sick." So I threw up on him. I can pretty much go home whenever I want now.
One of my favorite things to do when I was a kid was to watch TV. I know it sounds funny, but it's true. Ah, reckless youth.
When I was a child I would watch Scooby Doo on television, where Scooby Snacks were presented as the pinnacle of all achievement. As I grew older I realized that Scooby Snacks were a ficticious invention, and that I would never know the ultimate pleasure of ingesting one. That realization filled me with a terrible sadness... well, that and the introduction of Scrappy Doo.
Wouldn't marathons be a lot more interesting if after the race started, a hungry wild animal was released onto the course? I think a tiger would be fun.
When I play "Where's Waldo?" I like to make the game more interesting by pretending that Waldo is a child molester and he's actually hiding in the crowd waiting for my six year old daughter to walk by on her way home from school and that if I find him I can tear his genitalia off with a rusty pair of gardening shears. I try to make the most of my fun time.
If I had a hammer, I would hammer in the morning, because the people in the apartment next door are always blasting their music in the dead of night and it would be nice to wake them up for a change.
If you ever lose a hand in an accident, and the doctor offers you the choice to replace it with either a bionic prosthetic or an iron hook, TAKE THE HOOK!
On weekends in my wild youth, we would go out to Dead Man's Run behind Old McGregor's Farm and play chicken. I was the champ until Fast Sammy Rivers came to town and stripped me of my title. Although all of my friends thought the match was a little unfair since he had a car and all.
Some days i think it just doesn't pay to get out of bed. Like Saturdays, when i don't have to go to work. No one's paying me then.
You know what i don't get? Those zen koans.
They say there's a broken heart for every light on Broadway, so whenever i'm there i try to make the world a happier place by smashing as many of those bastards as i can.
I don't think i'd make a very good professional basketball player because i'd always throw the ball out of bounds on purpose, just because whenever i see an eight foot tall sweat-drenched guy crash into a bunch of suit-wearing hoity- toity big shot millionares, it always makes me chuckle. And I can't hit a lay-up to save my life.
I bet getting kicked out of Menudo makes you really bitter.
Whenever i have a birthday, i think back over the past year, how I've spent my time, what i've accomplished, what regrets i have, how i've tried to make the world a better place, and what exactly i've been doing with my life over the past 365 days, and i think to myself, "Man, i wish i'd gotten laid more."
Stupid people on the roads are the number one cause of my getting pissed off on the way to work.
I bet when he was a kid, Dick Butkis got made fun of a lot. Because of his name.
POOPSICKLE
I went to get something to eat
I meant to buy an ice-cold chocolate treat
It was brown and frozen
But a wrong ingredient was chosen
'Cause when I bit off a giant chunk
I found that my food is what stunk
It's unbelievable
It's inconceivable
And it tastes terrible
It's a poopsickle
It's incomparable
It's inexcusable
It's undeniable
It's a poopsickle
Thanksjamesiepoo--I'll always be your poopie!
I met him a long time ago. And although other boys have come and gone, he will always be in my mind. He has never left my mind. I fear I will never over come my intense desire for his love, and I also fear that there are more girls like me. I have the utmost empathy for them.
Do you know what it feels like? Unrequited love. Unrequited love is basically impossible to explain. It is like trying to describe the intense infinite of the universe.
Forever? Not even close. It is further then that. Unrequited love is disapointment. It is the loss of hope and faith and sometimes, it feels as if you have lost the will to care about anything.
Love is a cut throat, every man for himself, finders keepers - losers weepers game. Good Luck to all who attemot it. Sing like no one is listening, dance like no one is watching, and love like you have never been hurt. And when you are hurt, cry like Niagara Falls.
And I pray your Demetrius catches you. -Tara