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Birthday: November 2, 1982

Favorite Staind Song: Epithy, Outside, All I Want,

Favorite Music: Staind! Staind is my favorite. Rock, definitly. Sixx a.m., Motley Crue, Pink Floyd, Seether, Creed, Shinedown, Led Zepplin, Bush, some of my favorites.

Favorite Movies: Go Ask Alice. I like movies that are based off of real events. Dazed and Confused, also like comedy.

Favorite Websites: staind.com,

About Me: I live in Goshen IN. I enjoy listening to music like Staind. I also love to read, write, draw, and dream, lol! I love sunny days and appriciate nature. Stainds music touches and gets through to me in a way no one else has. The lyrics are always so meaningful and i can totally relate to most of them.

Ever seen Staind live?: Yes! Saw them when they came to Indianapolis, IN at the Pepsi Colloseum with Seether and Papa Roach. I was in front! It was wild!!! My first concert with my favorite band!!!! What could be better? When Staind was up, I felt chills all over my body and tears in my eyes as I sang along. One of the best moments of my life!

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At 2:43am on October 12, 2009, Dennis said…: Hey Christina, thanks 4 the warm comments u wrote about my poems I write form the heart and soul....... CHRISTINA I got this finsh tonight I want you to have this one 4 you babe Girl, You don't know the happiness I get when you all tell you feel what I write, The Voice of Addiction was Me It's about my life and what it was. I clean for 12yrs now I write to help me and you all out here is the world if I touch 1 or 2 people with my words.... I job was done here your friend Dennis you can e-mail me bballsinar@yahoo.com If you need someone to talk to

MY DEPRESSION

Born in the Southern land where a man is a man
Don't remember too much, warm mama cold touch
Post war baby boom, 50 kids in one room
All white, future bright but living in a womb
Got a TV receiver, Jerry Mathers as the Beaver,
No blacksno queersno sexMouseketeers
Daddy kept moving round, I can't settle down
Always the lost new kid in town.

Manlicher lock and loaded,
JFK's head exploded
Dark figure at the fence,
end of my innocence
Hormones hit me, chew up, spit me.
Get stoned, get plastered, always was a moody bastard.
Guitar fool, kicked out of high school
Joined a bandVietnammama-sankilled a man.
Daddy gets real sick, it's too intense,
I can't kick it Buy myself a ticket to the USA.

Oh my God, it's my life. What am I doing kicking at the foundations?
That's right, my life. Better start looking at my destination.

Hollywood sex-rat, been theredone that
Jaded, afraid I'd never get a turn at bat.
Last in a long line, finally hit the bigtime
Goldmine, feeding time, moneyfame I get mine.
Use it, abuse it, Daddy dies I lose it
Get a wife, get a son, beget another one
My head said "God's dead", motor-cycle-body-shred
Big life crisis rears it's ugly head.

Oh my God, it's my life. What am I doing kicking at the foundations?
That's right, my life. Better start looking at my destination.

Well Prozac, Lithium, could never get enough of 'em
Last wills shrinks billssleeping pillssex kills
Edge of sanity, my infidelity
Looking in the mirror and thinking how it used to be
Don't like the skin I'm in, caught in a tail spin
Honest-to-God vision, spiritual transmission -