GO STEELERS WOO!

unnatural love of weapons

if you want me to write you any fanfics for anything just ask

LIKES:GUNS,AK-47,weapons,COD campaign,Battlefield,Kukris,bradlys,humvees,females,halo series,i'll think of more later

DISLIKES:dogs,cats,family,school...eh,some of my current friends,chicago BEARS...BOOOOOO!,chicago,hippies,peace,cod multiplayer, more later

APPERANCE:5'6",--,--,--

SEX:Male

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BLOOD TYPE:...even i don't know

normally i wouldn't post the following but since i agree with it i'll post it

99% of teens would cry if Justin Bieber was standing on the roof of a twenty story building ready to jump. 0.5% of teens would bring a good chair and some popcorn. And the other 0.5% would be helping to push him off. If you are one of the groups that would watch him jump or help push him off, post this to your profile! (i'm having a hard time choosing between pushing him off or watching but i dont want to have any troubles with authorities)

Re post this to your Profile If you hate Justin Beiber Too. You will then be added to the JBHC (JUSTIN BEIBER HATERS CLUB) Ao add your name to this very short list. ImmortalAngle92, Seabreeze27, And Fi13ns, sorry no name.

Love is a luxury item in reality.Some find it others don't but most of people continue to live in hope of finding it. repost this if you think its true.

Figured that this might apply to a lot of people so I just decided to copy and paste this. Agree or disagree I don't really care, but I find a lot of truth in this.

"I'm sorry"

I'm sorry
that I bought you roses
to tell you that I like you

I'm sorry
That I was raised with respect
not to sleep with you when you were drunk

I'm sorry
That my body's not ripped enough
to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry
that I open your car door,
and pull out your chair like I was raised

I'm sorry
That I'm not cute enough
to be "your guy"

I'm sorry
That I am actually nice;
not a jerk

I'm sorry
I don't have a huge bank account
to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry
I like to spend quality nights at home
cuddling with you, instead of at a club

I'm sorry
I would rather make love to you then just screw you
like some random guy.

I'm sorry
That I am always the one you need to talk to,
but never good enough to date

I'm sorry
That I always held your hair back when you threw up, and didn't get mad at you for puking in my car,
but when we went out you went home with another guy

I'm sorry
That I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere,
but not good enough to listen to me when I need a friend

I'm sorry
If I start not being there because it hurts being used as a door mat, only to be thrown to the side when the new jerk comes around

I'm sorry
If I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before work

I'm sorry
that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.

I'm sorry
If you read this and know somebody like this
but don't care

But most of all

I'm sorry
For not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry
That you can't accept me for who I am

I'm sorry
I can never do anything right, and nothing that I do is good
enough to make it in your world.

I'm sorry
I caught your boyfriend with another girl and told you about it, I thought that was what friends were for...

I'm sorry
That I told you I loved you and actually meant it.

I'm sorry
That I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your boyfriend was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.

I'm Sorry
That I cared

I'm sorry
that I listen to you at night talking about how you wish you could have done something different.

Ladies always complain and gripe to their friends that there is never any good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat them. Well ladies, next time you're complaining, maybe look up to see who you're complaining to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a chance?"
Because the person you are usually searching for is right by you.

If you're a guy and you agree with this letter, copy and paste into your profile as 'I'm sorry'

If you're one of the FEW girls with enough BALLS to copy and paste this into your profile, and you would never make your guy feel this way, copy and paste into your profile as 'Girls Don't Realize These Things'

This is really sweet...

When a girl is quiet, a million things are running through her mind.

When a girl is not arguing, she is thinking deeply.

When a girl looks at you with her eyes full of question, she is wondering how long you will be around.

When a girl answers "I'm fine." after a few seconds, she is not fine at all.

When a girl stares at you, she is wondering why you are lying.

When a girl rests her head on your chest, she is wishing for you to be her's forever.

When a girl wants to see you everday, she wants to be pampered.

When a girl says "I love you." she means it.

When a girl says "I miss you." nobody could miss you more than that.

Life only comes around once, so make sure you spend it with the right person.

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, and calls you back when you hang up on him.

The guy who will stay awake just to watch you sleep.

Wait for the guy who kisses your forehead,

Who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats.

The one who holds your hand in front of his friends and is constantly reminding you of how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you there for him.

The one who turns to his friends and declares "That's her.".

If you read this, you have to repost it, guy or girl, or you will have bad luck for the rest of your life.

If you repost this, in five minutes your true love will call or message you.

Tonight at midnight, they will realize that they love you.

Something good will happen at approximately 1:42 pm tomorrow, and it could happen anywhere.

So get ready for the biggest shock of your life.

If you don't repost this, you will be cursed with relationship problems for all of eternity.

Repost this to your profile, and spare yourself the emotional stress.

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Copy the bunny onto your profile to help him achieve world domination. Come join the dark side. (We have cookies)

The white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here."

The black man turned around and stood up.

He then said: "Listen sir...when I was born I was BLACK, When I grew up I was BLACK, When I'm sick I'm BLACK, When I go in the sun I'm BLACK, When I'm cold I'm BLACK, When I die I'll be BLACK. But you sir, When you're born you're PINK, When you grow up you're WHITE, When you're sick, you're GREEN, When you go in the sun you turn RED, When you're cold you turn BLUE, And when you die you turn PURPLE. And you have the nerve to call me colored?"

A girl died in 1933. A man buried her when she was still alive. The murderer chanted, "Toma Sota balcu," as he buried her. Now that you have read this chant, you will meet this little girl. In the middle of the night she will be on your ceiling. She will suffocate you like she was suffocated. If you post this on your profile, she will not bother you. Your Kindness will be rewarded.

A poem about Child Abuse

My name is Lucifer I am three,

My eyes are swollen, I cannot see,

I must be stupid, I must be bad,

What else could have made my daddy so mad?

I wish I were better, I wish I weren’t ugly,

Then maybe my mommy would still want to hug me.

I can’t do a wrong, I can’t speak at all

Or else im locked up all day long.

When I'm awake, I'm all alone

The house is dark, my folks aren’t home

When my mommy does come home, I'll try and be nice,

So maybe ill just get one whipping tonight.

I just heard a car

My daddy is back from Charlie’s bar.

I hear him curse my name is called

I press myself against the wall

I try to hide from his evil eyes

I’m so afraid now, I’m starting to cry

He finds me weeping, calls me ugly words,

He says its my fault he suffers at work.

He slaps and hits me, and yells at me more,

I finally get free and run to the door

He’s already locked it and i start to bawl,

He takes me and throws me against the hard wall

I fall to the floor with my bones nearly broken,

And my daddy continues with more bad words spoken,

"I’m sorry!", I scream, but its now much to late

His face has been twisted into a unimaginable shape

The hurt and the pain again and again

O please God, have mercy! O please let it end!

And he finally stops, and heads for the door

While i lay there motionless, brawled on the floor

My name is Lucifer, I am three,

Tonight my daddy murdered me

Now i roam the underworld, to help those in need.

I may seem evil, but i'm not.

And if you read this and don’t pass it on

I pray for your forgiveness

Because you would have to be one heartless person

To not be effected by this Poem

And because you are effected,

Do something about it! So all i ask you to do

Is pass this on! IF YOU ARE AGAINST CHILD ABUSE