[bronaaaa]

I can't see them either Jayson
Mark made me laugh earlier, I upped his

[Jayson]

Originally posted by MarkWaldorf
i can't see these pics

how come?

[MarkWaldorf]

Originally posted by Jen

Same..

god has chosen us two specially
for our sight is better off with those less fortunate
our blindness is to measure our strength

[MarkWaldorf]

aw thanks brona

idk jayson it just says it cant be shown

[Jen]

Originally posted by MarkWaldorf

god has chosen us two specially
for our sight is better off with those less fortunate
our blindness is to measure our strength

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man, my son!

Duh.

[Jayson]

Can you see this?

[marctierman]

Yeah I +'d mark too

[MarkWaldorf]

aww thanks LOL

yep jayson...who is it?

[Novo]

Keep posting those Madonna tracks young harry

[Jayson]

Originally posted by MarkWaldorf
aww thanks LOL

yep jayson...who is it?

Gina Carano

[Jayson]

Can you see this?

[MarkWaldorf]

harry has gone to bed andy

[MarkWaldorf]

nope

[Jayson]

Now?

[MarkWaldorf]

nope

[Jen]

The bowers whereat, in dreams, I see
The wantonest singing birds,
Are lips- and all thy melody
Of lip-begotten words-

Thine eyes, in Heaven of heart enshrined,
Then desolately fall,
O God! on my funereal mind
Like starlight on a pall-

Thy heart- thy heart!- I wake and sigh,
And sleep to dream till day
Of the truth that gold can never buy-
Of the baubles that it may.



I love it.

[MarkWaldorf]

Say what, Jen? lol

[Jayson]

Now?

[MarkWaldorf]

....no LOL

[Jen]

A Dream - Edgar A Poe


In visions of the dark night
I have dreamed of joy departed-
But a waking dream of life and light
Hath left me broken-hearted.

Ah! what is not a dream by day
To him whose eyes are cast
On things around him with a ray
Turned back upon the past?

That holy dream- that holy dream,
While all the world were chiding,
Hath cheered me as a lovely beam
A lonely spirit guiding.

What though that light, thro' storm and night,
So trembled from afar-
What could there be more purely bright
In Truth's day-star?

[MarkWaldorf]

it's too late for poetry

[Jayson]

Now?

[Jen]

Originally posted by MarkWaldorf
it's too late for poetry

It's never too late for poetry.

[Jayson]

Family Guy BBC3!

[andyman]

Total Recall, great film..