Well, this is my first post, i've been reading the forums here for some time now, and i've decided to finally register. I'll just tell you some information about myself.
-My real name is Orestis Terezis
-I'm 17 years old
-I live in Cincinnati/West Chester Ohio
-I've wrestled for 3 years, and have a black belt in Tae Kwon Do
-I'm currently writing a book, it's fantasy, if anyone is interested
in giving me their own personal review, i'm more than willing,
my AIM screename is - Biohazard742
Email - z0dd@trance.nu
-And I'm Greek.
=)
Mornin'
Good Morning!
invasion of teh noObs 
j/k welcome to the forums and watch out for brent , he is wierd
http://forums.speedguide.net/showthread.php?s=&threadid=81669
j/k welcome to the forums and watch out for brent , he is wierd
http://forums.speedguide.net/showthread.php?s=&threadid=81669
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I'm a white, middle class, suburban kid, i know this, from that perspective, read this rhyme, it's what i feel with this life, .....with this time....
Unchained lyrical veins/ unscratched ceramic aims/ everyday gets easier to wake to/ life is becoming free
of pains/ a mountain of holes/ a life of payments/ a life of tolls/ peaceful suburban insulation/
living without political stipulation/
this life of many is lived by few/ when they signed that paper that said you're free/ well, that was my cue/
to do whatever it is that i wanted to do/ to spew whenever my stomach said to spew/
brew this stew of potential hate,
that could end up being thrown at you/ but when i feel the hate/ i just watch t.v./ and see the need to
insulate/ these thoughts/ these emotions/ nothing to do, but sit there, and wait/ someday they'll come out/
maybe they'll go nuts when i feel a lyrical drought/ maybe i'll never write again/ maybe i'll turn into an
insane verbal spout/ society's a suppressor/ a supressor and an aggressor/ an aggressor that opresses/ these
pressures of friendly suppressors/ only have a few friends, that are emotional caressers
it all has to end someday...
Unchained lyrical veins/ unscratched ceramic aims/ everyday gets easier to wake to/ life is becoming free
of pains/ a mountain of holes/ a life of payments/ a life of tolls/ peaceful suburban insulation/
living without political stipulation/
this life of many is lived by few/ when they signed that paper that said you're free/ well, that was my cue/
to do whatever it is that i wanted to do/ to spew whenever my stomach said to spew/
brew this stew of potential hate,
that could end up being thrown at you/ but when i feel the hate/ i just watch t.v./ and see the need to
insulate/ these thoughts/ these emotions/ nothing to do, but sit there, and wait/ someday they'll come out/
maybe they'll go nuts when i feel a lyrical drought/ maybe i'll never write again/ maybe i'll turn into an
insane verbal spout/ society's a suppressor/ a supressor and an aggressor/ an aggressor that opresses/ these
pressures of friendly suppressors/ only have a few friends, that are emotional caressers
it all has to end someday...
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Onethenumber2
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- Location: somewhere South of the North Pole
Greek for real? I just got back form there. You live in athens? I used to live in greece wow you guys got some great food and some great beaches
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War is an ugly thing but not the ugliest of things: The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feelings, which thinks nothing (is) worth a war, is worse.
-John Stuart Mill “The Contest in America”
War is an ugly thing but not the ugliest of things: The decayed and degraded state of moral and patriotic feelings, which thinks nothing (is) worth a war, is worse.
-John Stuart Mill “The Contest in America”
