Thank you all for your friendship and kindness, work and personal life have taken a turn for the better, so I am leaving hp, I just do not have the time to dedicate to it all. Be happy, and live long.
CSI Man Todd "Sweetheart NFS" Lonely - 16 years, 3 months, 27 days ago

Copy and paste this into your tales, delete my answers, and type in your answers.

1. You can ONLY answer Yes or No!
2. You are NOT ALLOWED to explain ANYTHING unless someone messages or comments you and asks!


Kissed any one of your HP friends? no
Been arrested? no
Held a snake? no
Ran a red light? no
Been suspended from school? no
Been fired from a job? no
Sang karaoke? yes
Caught a snowflake on your tongue? yes
Kissed in the rain? yes
Sang in the shower? yes
Sat on a rooftop? no
Been pushed into a pool with all your clothes? yes
Broken a bone? yes
Shaved your head? yes
Blacked out from drinking? no
Been in a band? no
Donated Blood? yes
Think about the future? yes
Believe in love? yes

CSI Man Todd "Sweetheart NFS" Lonely - 16 years, 4 months, 3 days ago

Midnight madness:
stinging glass filters my blood pouring into pure insanity
mumbled words seep through ears no one listens to this vanity

purple crystals threw my body chewing out my lonely state
bleeding eyes, nail marks down my face as I redeem my fate

whispers of gloom full of maniacal curses poison the air
hysterical laughing showering my room with an endless nightmare

screams of guilt and howls of rage stings my soul into a black rose stem
thoughts deranged, ideas twisted my brain mistaken my mind in mayhem

shadows turn against me drown me in my own abyss filled with delusions and my monstrosity
scars from self infliction memory loose and misty

my ability to keep intact from reality is grimness
this is a life with a midnight madness


CSI Man Todd "Sweetheart NFS" Lonely - 16 years, 4 months, 28 days ago

Crooked wings are sheltered by my guardian angel's sigh.
A butterfly's breath of designer love and empty deceit
Shadow the ghosts of nighttime quivering from dark skies,
Playing lyrical songs until wasted melodies are complete.

A butterfly's breath of designer love and empty deceit
Interlace the silhouetted patterns of lamented pretenses.
Playing lyrical songs until wasted melodies are complete,
Demons of eternity attempt to mend those broken fences.

Interlace the silhouetted patterns of lamented pretenses.
Tightening chains around two hearts and one connection,
Demons of eternity attempt to mend those broken fences,
Hoping against hope the souls burn from deadly affection.

Tightening chains around two hearts and one connection,
Shadow the ghosts of nighttime quivering from dark skies.
Hoping against hope the souls burn from deadly affection,
Crooked wings are sheltered by my guardian angel's sigh.

CSI Man Todd "Sweetheart NFS" Lonely - 16 years, 4 months, 28 days ago

One dark night under the stars light
A child screams in a trembling voice
Blooming out of his mothers womb
And claiming victory over this world...

Next day when the sun shines
And the rays fall on his face
He struggles to opens his little eyes
And unable to bare the sunlight...

But this is a bitter truth
And the world shows no mercy
He has to carry on with his journey
Till the last breath of his life...

This is the tale of every child
Who takes birth under the open sky
If he dare not to take up the challenge
Then this world will take her revenge...


CSI Man Todd "Sweetheart NFS" Lonely - 16 years, 4 months, 28 days ago