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Name: NaTe
Location: St. Joseph, Missouri, United States
Birthday: 4/14/1989
Gender: Male


Interests: God Reading A Good Book on a Bad Day Music in General Drama People
Expertise: Nothing Really
Occupation: Artist
Industry: Entertainment


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Member Since: 2/28/2005

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Wednesday, March 14, 2007

Wow , I had no idea that xanga still worked and I have no idea if anyone will read this because I dont believe that people get on here anymore at least not the cool people like me.

So yeah this is kind of awkward because I dont really have  anything else to say so yeah . . .. .


Saturday, October 14, 2006

Went To Forensics. . .
Did Well. . . . .
Brought Home 1st Place. . . .
Went Mini Golfing With Cole . . . .
Went To The  Haunted Forest With Melody and Jen. . . .
Went To Taco Johns . . ..
Went To Kovacs To Get My Car . . .. .
Checking Out Xanga and Facebook . . ..
Good Day Well Spent . . . .


Friday, September 29, 2006

With one swift slash the blood runs out, and all is peaceful again.
Laying on the bathroom floor I am reaching for the door
But no one is there not this time, no more
Is this the end ? Its not as sweet as I once thought
I gave it my all, all I've got
Now its over and all is peaceful again at last.


Saturday, September 23, 2006

I walked her to the door, and she started to go inside..when I grabbed her hand. I said. . . .
"While I still have the chance..I want to make one of your dreams come true." Then I pulled her down the steps, looked into her eyes...my hand on her chin...our lips grazed. We stood there and I kissed her in the pouring rain



 


Thursday, September 21, 2006

Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
and he called it Chops
    because that was the name of his dog
and thats what it was all about
and his teacher gave him an A
    and a gold star.
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door
    and read it to his aunts
That was the year Father Tracy
    took all the kids to the zoo
and he let them sing on the bus
and his little sister was born
    with tiny toenails and no hair
and his mother and father kissed a lot
and the girl around the corner sent him a valentine
    signed with a row of X's
    and he had to ask his dad what the X's ment
And his father always tucked him in bed at night
and he was always there to do it.

Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines 
    he  wrote a poem
and he called it Autumn
    because thats what season it was
and thats what it was all about
and his teacher gave him an A
    and asked him to write more clearly
And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
    because of its new paint
and the kids told him
    that father Tracy smoked cigars
and left butts on the pews
and sometimes they would burn holes
That was the year his sister got glasses
    with thick lenses and black frames
and the girl around the corner laughed
    when he asked her to go see Santa Clause
and the kids told him why
    his mother and father kissed alot
And his father never tucked him in bed at night
and his father got mad
    when he cried for him to do it.

Once on a piece of paper torn from his notebook
   he wrote a poem
and he called it Innocience: a Question
because thats the question he had about his girl
and thats what it was all about
And his professor gave him an A
   and a strage steady look
and his mother never hung it on the kitchen door
   because he never showed it to her.
That was the year Father Tracy died
And he forgot the end of
the Aapostles Creed
and he caught his sister making out on the back porch
And his mother and father never kissed
or even talked
And the girl around the corner wore to much makeup
That made him cough when he kissed her
but he kissed her anyway
because that was the thing to do
And at three in the morning he tucked himself into bed 
   his father snoring soundly

Thats why on the back of a brown paper bag
   he tried another poem
and he called it Absolutely Nothing
Because thats what it was really about
and he gave himself and A
and a slash on each Damned wrist
and he hung it on the Bathroom Door
    because this Time he didnt think
    he could Make it to the Kitchen

- Author Unknown



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