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Name: Ryan Country: United States State: Florida Birthday: 7/20/1985 Gender: Male
Interests: sleepin, chillin with my bros, drinkin, listenin' to some beats, playin guitar Expertise: i'm full of random info! just no common sense, heh Occupation: Student
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6/24/2003
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| Such a good song...
SwiTcHfooT - MeanT to LivE
Fumbling his confidence And wondering why the world has passed him by Hoping that he's bid for more than arguments And failed attempts to fly, fly
[Chorus] We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside Somewhere we live inside We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? Somewhere we live inside
Dreaming about Providence And whether mice or men have second tries Maybe we've been livin with our eyes half open Maybe we're bent and broken, broken
[Chorus]
We want more than this world's got to offer We want more than this world's got to offer We want more than the wars of our fathers And everything inside screams for second life, yeah
We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live for so much more Have we lost ourselves? We were meant to live We were meant to live | | |
| Awesome guitar in this song and it's stuck in my head so I had to post it up!
iNcubus - MegaLoMaNiAC
I hear you on the radio You permeate my screen, its' unkind but If I met you in a scissor fight I'd cut off both your wings on principle alone On principle alone
Hey megalomaniac You're no Jesus Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis Wash your hands clean of yourself Baby, just step down, step down, step down
If I were your appendages I'd hold open your eyes So you would see That all of us are heaven sent There was never meant to be only one To be only one
Hey megalomaniac You're no Jesus Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis Wash your hands clean of yourself Baby, just step down, step down, step down
Step down, step down, ohhh step down
You're, you're, you're You're no Jesus You're no Elvis You're no Jesus
You're no Jesus You're no Elvis You're no answer
Step down, step down, step down, step down, hey...
Hey megalomaniac You're no Jesus Yeah, you're no fucking Elvis Wash your hands clean of yourself Baby, just step down, step, step down
Step down Ohh step down Ohhh step down Step down.....
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| Wow, haven't written in here since Panama City, and there's just way too much to even write about. Most of it I don't even remember! But I had a fucking awesome time...so good in fact that coming home to Gainesville was such a relief after the constant drunken craziness of Panama City. Sleeping in my own bed last night was probably the best sleep i've had in damn long time. But let's see, I can do a brief overview of my Spring Break. With our perfect Cali 21 fakes (made by the genius himself, lol) it was basically a week of being 21 and doing whatever the hell we wanted! First day, tits everywhere lol. Clubbin' every damn night, drunk every damn night. Got a tan and another tattoo...besides that, all I can say is: What happens in Panama City, stays in Panama City In the end we all had a damn good vacation and a lot of fun- no regrets! | | |
| Ack, hate not being able to sleep. Looks like i'm goin on 2 days again. I really gotta see if I can get some drugs perscribed for this insomnia! I suppose I could always take Dave Chappelle's advice and use the newest sleep aid: RIBSĀ®, lol but I'm not sure if I want the side effects of barbeque stains and Mud ButtĀ®, haha. But newayz had some fun this weekend. The concert was awesome! And the second band that played was damn good too so I definitely don't regret staying. So I played some poker tonight, Texas Hold of course...and I whooped some ass too lol. Went in with $10 bucks, left with $45 I'll probably be hittin' that up every Sunday too so there's some cash flow lol. Wow there's really nothing on TV this late/early...I just watched college gymnastics...lol. At least I don't have class today, that would suck even more. Hmm ok creativity has run out for the moment, back to informercials...
I'll definitely hit you up Jess, not sure when I'm comin'  down to T-Town next but we should hang out fo' sho 
Ok time for new music, here's some One Drop for ya:
One Drop - Amaretto Sour
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| i finally made up my mind and decided to stay in gainesville for the concert this weekend (with a little help from michelle) now i just have to get joe to pay me back some money he owes me so i can pay for a ticket and supplies! besides that nothing much is goin on, it's been kinda slow around here lately. the chili peppers are still down there but i had to put up some new music too so here it is! listen to the words, its a really sad song...
the postal service - nothing better
will someone please call a surgeon who can crack my ribs and repair this broken heart that your're deserting for better company i can't accept that it's over... and i will block the door like a goalie tending the net in the third quarter of a tied-game rivalry
so just say how to make it right and I swear i'll do my best to comply
tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better than making you my bride and slowly growing old together
i feel i must interject here you're getting carried away feeling sorry for yourself with these revisions and gaps in history so let me help you remember. i've made charts and graphs that should finally make it clear. i've prepared a lecture on why i have to leave
so please back away and let me go i can't my darling i love you so... oh oh
tell me am i right to think that there could be nothing better than making you my bride and slowly growing old together don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures
i admit that i've made mistakes and i swear i'll never wrong you again you've got a lure i can't deny, but you've had your chance so say goodbye say goodbye
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