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Friends, riding partners
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Introduction:











Hi! I hate this part! How the heck do you make yourself sound better than you are?? ...I believe there is good in everyone and everything. I believe that if you keep a smile on your face regardless of the circumstances that the heart will smile too. I believe that friendships should never have Conditions and that everyone is a possible friend. I believe you should love every moment you are given even if the sun isn't shining becuase eventually the clouds will part. Well, what you see is me, nothing more, nothing less. Im fun, honest, loving, wild, sweet, and sometimes """Hard to Handle"""! Youve been WARNED!! Thank you for taking the time to visit me! Enjoy the wind and the open sky and ride safe, keepin' the rubber side down!



Passion: There are many things in life that will catch your eye. But only a few will catch your Heart........Pursue Those!


 








Some think bikers are mean, Some dressed in leathers and others in jeans. You don't like our patches or the clothes that we wear, You hate our bandannas and you hate our long hair. You don't like our scooters and our loud noisy pipes, You think we're not loyal to the Stars and Stripes. You don't like our patches that are worn on our vests, You think we're so different from all the rest. But the truth is, Mister, we're kind of alike, You drive a car and I ride a bike. You have no tattoos painted on your arm, But we fought side by side in Viet Nam. So the next time your children are running around, Enjoy their freedom, and the fun that they've found. Remember us bikers and all that we do, We feed our lost veterans, we're red white and blue! We bring toys for tots and toys for a smile, By riding our bikes for miles and miles. You see, us bikers have never forgot, Our homeless veterans and our homeless tots. We are loyal to our clubs and true to our bro's, We will always wear black from our heads to our toes. Society once said that long hair was for fags, But you'll never see a biker burning a flag. Now the tattoos and leather you don't understand, Stands for free independence that us bikers demand. Our long hair and patches and bikes with loud pipes, Is a tribute to our freedom, the Stars and the Stripes. So before you make up your mind on just what I might be, Take a look in the mirror and what do you see? The man that you see that is staring right back, Is not too much different from that biker in black!!
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Turn offs:
Players, Chaos, Fakes and Bullshit! I have no Use! Dont insist that you arent here to play games, when in fact you are Milton frickin Bradley! Want an easy piece? MOVE ON! Dont UP your #'s with ME! |
Ideal:
A MAN who wants to jump in with Both Feet, without Baggage, just like I do! And that back Frickin seat is.........MINE! Thats the unspoken rule! | |
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Interests:
You want to know what Happiness is? It's waking up in the middle of the night for no reason, shifting under the blankets and feeling the heat of the person next to you. You turn around and see them in their most peaceful, innocent, and vulnerable state. They breathe as though the weight of the world lays on anyone's shoulder but their own. You smile, kiss their face in the most gentle manner so as not to wake them. You turn back around and an involuntary grin forms on your own face. You feel an arm wrap around your waist, and you know it doesn't get any better than this.!!!
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Favorite Quotes:
""I'm the kind of woman, that when my feet hit the floor each morning, the Devil says: Oh SHIT, SHE'S UP!!""
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