Who is Hell's Favorite Son?

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Name: Vance
Birthdate: 06061982
Gender: Male and loving it
Height: 177cm
Age: 26
Eyes: Pair of black
Hair: Normal and short
Star Sign: Gemini... split personality
Obsession: Soccer; Vampires; Zombies
Personality: Split
Characteristics: Sadistically Honest
Instrument: The keyboard of the computer and the pen
Loves: Girls, Cars, Soccer, Clubbing, Poetry; Fashion
Hates: Hopocrisy
Relationship Status: married
Email:justvanc@yahoo.com

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    To kiss the lips of an angel and to shake the hand of the devil.

    He hides behind the safety of his keyboard, using cyberspace text to dispense the venom of his tongue, which has drank from the poison chalice.

    ...Vance has you...


    Wake up World...
    ...Vance has you...
    ...Follow the blood rabbit....
    ...Knock Knock , Time to hear you scream...
    I AM THE ONE!


    Tuesday, October 9, 2007

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    Ever heard of the Album by Maroon 5- Songs about Jane? Well, this post is not about the album, nor the protaganist for that matter. Just a title which would fit the stories that are about to be narrated.

    Jane 1. I tried my best to feed her appetite. Keep her coming every night. So hard to keep her satisfied. Oh! Kept playing love like it was just a game. Pretending to feel the same. Then turn around and leave again.

    Some people just never know what it means to really love- always comparing the boyfriend to men who obtained their abilities to be generous through dodgy means or inherited wealth. If you feel that clubbing with me and having to stand around or drink from jugs is an insult; compared to the high life of drinking from endless bottles of Martell and having people attending to you in Chinos Chinos, DF and VD- too bad. I am proud of myself and my make. I earn my own living, I establish my own career, I go the straight and right path.

    Never dare to allow me to dance, always laughing at my dance moves. Too bad. Even if I dance like a penguin, I will not stop, because I have got happy feet. The worst mistake you ever made was to tell me 'Why can't you dance more like ...' I am not apologetic for dancing the way I like and too bad if you are.

    Always telling me how proud you are of me but always hiding things from me. Always criticising my level of maturity, my dressing, my body. Playing with my heart, asking me to come back everytime I am after another girl. Well, sorry, I may be a soft-hearted person but I am not stupid. Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice shame on me. Stop blogging about how upset you are for losing me, when everytime you only wanted to break up with me. Stop lying about waiting for me to ask you back, when everytime I asked in the past, you are always giving some fucking confusing answers.

    Stop blogging about how you walked the streets to buy my birthday present and I rejected it when you still dared tell me that you will owe me the present as you're broke. Having done so much shopping still. Didn't even bother with my birthDAY, choosing instead to 'go report attendance' at your regular club.

    And don't come crying to me when I have moved on. I had enough of your sob stories. You will never learn to appreciate the true value of me until I have left. I am definitely worth more than $8600. I am more vindicated now than ever that you are treating me like a fallback while you went around courting attention and flirting with your materialistic fantasies. Don't ever cause anymore unnecessary midnight showdowns that will agitate me and irritate my girl.

    Go ahead and be your Jolin Tsai, after all you're not far off.

    Jane 2. Beauty queen of only eighteen. She had some trouble with herself. He was always there to help her. She always belonged to someone else.

    You may be the beauty that everyone adores, you may be a mini-celebrity who has been on TV, but sure as hell you don't have the bottle to like a guy. Do not flirt with me and hint about how you like me when everytime I see you you're always wasted or dancing with some other guys. I knew and told you I understood your stand about not wanting to get attached. Respected that. Didn't think you know that word by any measure as you have a liking to dance with other guys intimately. Especially when I am around. I may be nice and obliging to you, but I am not stupid. The one which made the choice was when I was taking care of you the whole night and you just went dancing and hugging other guys on the prodium in front of me. In the Face really... I really didn't feel exclusive and I don't think you deserved the exclusivity I give to a girl I like.

    ...

    Thankfully for all these people, I see how fortunate I am to have Milo... next stop... bliss.

    What's left? The liberation of man kind...?12:27 AM