WE ARE A DYING BREED

To every guy that's said, "Sex CAN wait"
To every guy that's said, "You're beautiful."
To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town (or across the state) to see her.
To every guy that gives flowers and a card when she is sick.
To every guy who has given her flowers just because.
To every guy that said he would die for her.
To every guy that really would.
To every guy that did what she wanted to do.
To every guy that cried in front of her.
To every guy that she cried in front of.
To every guy that holds hands with her.
To every guy that kisses her with meaning.
To every guy that hugs her when she's sad.
To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all.
To every guy who would give their jacket up for her.
To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe.
To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to see her for ten minutes
To every guy that would give his seat up.
To every guy that just wants to cuddle.
To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what.
To every guy who told his secrets to her.
To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breath.
To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one.
To every guy that believed in her dreams.
To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them.
To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams.
To every guy that walked her to her car.
To every guy that gave his heart.
To every guy who prays that she is happy even if you are not with her.

...This one bulletin is for you...

Not many girls appreciate nice guys anymore...
And because of this, there are not many left out there...

I guarantee 90% of the men on your page will not repost this 'cuz they care more about their image

If you are a nice guy repost this with "We're a Dying Breed "

If you are a girl that thinks every guy should treat a girl this way
repost this with: "To Every Guy.
Unknown "~ANARCHY~" Daring - 15 years, 10 months, 21 days ago

A POEM FOR OUR FALLEN SOLDIERS(CANADIAN)

Another soldier came home today
A flagged drapped coffin, is where he lay.
Momma, please do not cry.
I watching watching over you, from the sky.
Remember all the fun we had,
I went away to help rid the bad.
I will see you in your dreams tonite,
So rest your head and turn off the light.

Unknown "~ANARCHY~" Daring - 16 years, 2 months, 2 days ago

I am so happy today. I am going to my very first nhl game on march 29th. Ok i agree that the maple leafs havent been doing good at all, but they are still my favourite team:D I cant wait to see them play. This will be the last game before the playoffs and they will be playing against montreal. I cant wait. As a young child I always dreamed of seeing the leafs play and i can't beleive that i am going to a game. My childhood dream has come true. Now my next dream to win the lottery and move back to sudbury.
Unknown "~ANARCHY~" Daring - 16 years, 2 months, 5 days ago

I am a wolf,
running through the trees.
Following the scents,
on the midnight breeze.

I am a wolf,
howling beneath a silver moon.
Hoping that my loyal pack,
will answer back quite soon.

I am a wolf,
standing with my beautiful mate.
We must stand strong and brave,
and face any challenges we meet.

I am a wolf,
Hunting with my pack.
With the young and the old wolves waiting,
for meat to be brought back.

I am a wolf,
and I must kill to survive.
But isn't that something we all must do,
in order to stay alive?

I am a wolf,
withstanding man's fear and hate.
But many have come to love wolves,
and for us that's quite a treat.

I am a wolf,
wild, fierce and free.
Living in forests and mountains,
stretching as far as the eye can see.

I am a wolf,
I'd never want to be anything more.
And I hope that even after I'm gone,
there will be wolves forevermore.
Unknown "~ANARCHY~" Daring - 16 years, 2 months, 8 days ago

One Lone Wolf to Another

I like to be alone
Sometimes and to withdraw
From the enormity
Of a dystopic place
Past popularity
As from the populace
And freeze when others thaw
Into a world not known
To anyone but me
Into a place of grace
Where I can simply be
And the clock has no face
There where they are not free
To seize me by their law
Of forced conformity

Yet a life lived this way
Lived out of reach of touch
For day on day on day
Too little as too much
Might not quite satisfy
Without return to such
Familiarities
Of life as you and I
Have settled so to say
We scan with our fingers
Life written as in Braille
Where memory lingers
When other senses fail
And become memories
Of life then as we die

It might be better to
Just be alone with you

+Steven Curtis Lance

Unknown "~ANARCHY~" Daring - 16 years, 2 months, 8 days ago