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White Boy 

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Sex:Male
Location: MARS,
Country: -
Last Online: Today
Interested in: Females
               
Age: 100
Ride: Yes
Own a bike: Yes
Status: Single
Looking for: Friends, relationships, riding partners
Religion: WICCA
Drink: Don't Drink
Introduction:
LOVE RESPECT LOYALTY I LIVE BY THESE THREE WORDS I WILL DIE FOR THESE THREE WORDS AND I WILL KILL FOR THESE THREE WORDS. I AM WHAT I AM EITHER YOU LIKE ME OR YOU DONT BUT I AM WHO I AM.I DONT DRINK AND REALLY HATE DRUNK PEOPLE AND HATE DRUNK DRIVERS...I WAS HIT BY A DRUNK DRIVER LAST SUMMER......WHEN I GO I NEVER KNOW WHERE IM GOING OR WHEN IM COMING BACK I JUST PACK UP AND GO...I BOUGHT A MOTORCYCLE TO RIDE THE MOTHER FUCKER NOT LOOK AT IT THROUGH A WINDW AT A BAR OR IN THE FUCKING SHED..IM HARD CORE...I LIVE FOR THE OPEN ROAD..I HAVE MORE MILES PUSHING MY BIKE FROM THE GAS PUMP THAN 90% OF THE PEOPLE ON THIS SITE RIDE IN A YEAR..I JUST HATE PEOPLE THAT THROW ON A BLACK T-SHIRT AND SAY HEY IM A BIKER..LIKE THE ONES THAT OWN A 96 BIKE WITH 10,000 MILES ON IT....I HAVE AN 05 89,480 MILES AS OF TODAY!!!
THE RACE
riding







There still doing me!!!

I’ve quit doing drugs

But their still doing me

Sometimes I wonder

If I’ll ever be free

It’s been almost two years

Since I quit the stuff

And even now

It makes life rough

The damage I done

While on the sh*t

I never noticed

Until after I quit

Now I deal with it

Most every day

Trying to make right

Of the wrong choices I made

The pressures and problems

I’ve put on myself

I would’ve never wished

On anyone else

I wright these words

To help me heal

If you happen to read them

This is how I feel

It may seem like a dream

When you first begin

But it’s really a nightmare

And it may never end

So if you’re thinking about trying

Think about it again

The choice you make

May haunt you till the end





My Name: "Is Meth"
> I destroy homes, I tear families apart,
> Iy 'll take your children, and that's just the start.
> I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold,
> The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
> If you need me, remember I'm easily found,
> I live all around you - in schools and in town.
> I live with the rich; I live with the poor,
> I live down the street, and maybe next door.
> I'm made in a lab, but not like you think,
> I can be made under the kitchen sink.
> In your child's closet, and even in the woods,
> If this scares you to death, well it certainly should.
> I have many names, but there's one you know best,
> I'm sure you've heard of me, my name is crystal meth.
> My power is awesome; try me you'll see,
> But if you do, you may never break free.
> Just try me once and I might let you go,
> But try me twice, and I'll own your soul.
> When I possess you, you'll steal and you'll lie,
> You do what you have to -- just to get high.
> The crimes you'll commit for my narcotic charms
> Will be worth the pleasure you'll feel in your arms,
> your lungs your nose.
> You'll lie to your mother; you'll steal from your dad,
> When you see their tears, you should feel sad.
> But you'll forget your morals and how you were raised,
> I'll be your conscience, I'll teach you my ways.
> I take kids from parents, and parents from kids,
> I turn people from God, and separate friends.
> I'll take everything from you, your looks and your pride,
> I'll be with you always -- right by your side.
> You'll give up everything - your family, your home,
> Your friends, your money, then you'll be alone.
> I'll take and take, till you have nothing more to give,
> When I'm finished with you, you'll be lucky to live.
> If you try me be warned - this is no game,
> If given the chance, I'll drive you insane.
> I'll ravish your body, I'll control your mind,
> I'll own you completely, your soul will be mine.
> The nightmares I'll give you while lying in bed,
> The voices you'll hear, from inside your head.
> The sweats, the shakes, the visions you'll see,
> I want you to know, these are all gifts from me.
> But then it's too late, and you'll know in your heart,
> That you are mine, and we shall not part.
> You'll regret that you tried me, they always do,
> But you came to me, not I to you.
> You knew this would happen, many times you were told,
> But you challenged my power, and chose to be bold.
> You could have said no, and just walked away,
> If you could live that day over, now what would you say?
> I'll be your master, you will be my slave,
> I'll even go with you, when you go to your grave.
> Now that you have met me, what will you do?
> Will you try me or not? It's all up to you.
> I can bring you more misery than words can tell,
> Come take my hand, let me lead you to hell.






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This is your life, its so fucking intense
It leaves you wondering what happened, it doesn't make sense
Your folks have told you about the birds and the bees
So I'm going to tell you about the cops and the trees
Weather you slam it, snort it, suck it through a glass tube
The Meth Monster knows you're sick
First it's your friends, and then it's your wife
You're convinced you don't need them; they're trashing your life
Then one day you realize and see
They're all part of a conspiracy
You hide in your house, best friends you avoid
You're a strung out motherfucker, straight paranoid
Now this shit has taken a nasty turn
You jumped into the fire, and started to burn
What once was for kicks, now seems all so real
So you get a brainstorm and think "Hey, I should deal"
Now your time is spent just making your rounds
You started with quarters, then ounces, now pounds
Now you're in the chapter of the Crankster's sick book
Knowing from the start there's going to be trouble
You sit spinning in your lab watching it bubble
Now you're being watched by the Feds and DTF
You still wanna cook that Meth
Then one night you're minding your store
Twenty-one punk-ass policeman come crashing through the door
They bum rush you, stick a knee in your chest, SCREAM
Freeze you fuckin' junkie, you're under arrest
Now you're going to court with your public pretender
You'd have a better chance sticking your dick in a blender
The Judge won't make a deal, He'll give twenty to life
So you call home collect, and your buddy's fuckin' your wife
Now you're walking the prison yard, you look back and reflect
How did my life get so fucked up and wrecked?














Turn ons:
TATTOOED WOMEN,HONESTY,TIGHT ASS IN A THONG
Turn offs:
LIERS,FAKE,
Ideal:
MY GIRL!!!!!!!!!
Activities:
work,riding,work,riding....
Interests:
traveling the world and finish seeing america
Favorite Music:
metal,death metal,old metal,blues,some jazz,old country
Favorite TV Shows:
CSI to learn what not to do
Favorite Movies:
easyrider,the fastest indain
Favorite Books:
harley manual for 05 superglide
Favorite Quotes:
I RATHER YOU HATE ME FOR WHO I AM THAN LOVE ME FOR WHO I AM NOT
About Me:
I WORK ON MY OWN BIKE NO ONE KNOWS HER LIKE I DO
IM STRAIGHT THE FUCK UP I DONT BULLSHIT I HATE DRAMA LIERS AND FUCKIING SHIT STARTING CUNTS.I'M THE BEST FRIEND YOU COULD EVER HAVE IM VERY LOYAL TO MY FRIENDS AND BROTHERS BUT I AM A WORSE ENEMY FUCK ME OVER AND I FUCK YOU OVER.IM FROM LOUISIANA BUT IM ON THE EAST COAST AT THE MOMENT AND TRAVEL ALL OVER THE COUNTRY I STAY ALIVE JUST TO RIDE I WORK TO RIDE ....UNTIL I MEET THAT SPECIAL SOMEONE MY MOTORCYCLE IS MY WIFE AND HER NAME IS SUGAR!!!



THE BIKER

I saw you, hug your purse closer to you in the grocery store line.
But, you didn't see me, put an extra $10.00 in the collection outside the store as I walked in.
I saw you, pull your child closer when we passed each other on the sidewalk.
But, you didn't see me, playing Santa at the local mall.
I saw you, change your mind about going into the restaurant.
But, you didn't see me, attending a meeting to raise more money for the hurricane relief.
I saw you, roll up your window and shake your head when I rode by.
But, you didn't see me, riding behin d you when you flicked your cigarette butt out the car window.
I saw you, frown at me when I smiled at your children.
But, you didn't see me, when I took time off from work to run toys to the homeless.
I saw you, stare at my long hair.
But, you didn't see me, and my friends cut ten inches off for Locks of Love.
I saw you, roll your eyes at our leather jackets and gloves.
But, you didn't see me, and my brothers donate our old ones to those that had none.
I saw you, look in fright at my tattoos.
But, you didn't see me, cry as my children were born and have their name written over and in my heart.
I saw you, change lanes while rushing off to go somewhere.
But, you didn't see me, going home to be with my family.
I saw you, complain about how loud and noisy our bikes can be.
But, you didn't see me, when you were changing the CD and drifted into my lane.
I saw you, yelling at your kids in the car.
But, you didn ' t see me, pat my child's hands, knowing he was safe behind me.
I saw you, reading the newspaper or map as you drove down the road.
But, you didn't see me, squeeze my wife's leg when she told me to take the next turn.
I saw you, race down the road in the rain.
But, you didn't see me, get soaked to the skin so my son could have the car to go on his date.
I saw you; run the yellow light just to save a few minutes of time.
But, you didn't see me, trying to turn right.
I saw you, cut me off because you needed to be in the lane I was in.
But, you didn't see me, leave the road.
I saw you, waiting impatiently for my friends to pass.
But, you didn't see me. I wasn't there.
I saw you; go home to your family.
But, you didn't see me.

Because, I died that day you cut me off.

I was just a biker. A person with friends and a family.
But, you didn' t see me.

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