Harrpy birfday :0

lanx a thott

Hehe, its great isn't it xD

So happy biffday you biffday monkey :)

I'm currently a nazibotronic sinthetic cat substitude but thx anyway :)

[Thwaps you with air] Painless eh?

YOUR A BIFFDAY MONKEY, Now except it before I go banana on your botty! :)

[Hugs] Poke ya laters then :P

okies^^

my brain accepts your offer

Happy birthday. Soon you'll be old like me.

gah don't remind me
although it's quite a long way to 4!

I began to feel old when I was 16..ain't that sad?

Haha! I had thought that it would chear you up!

I started to get old at about that age also. Man, it sucks.

congrats for your 19 years of success. ^^

happy buttsday! we share the same day.

rad :D

happy büttsday+!

err, did you get that birthday blowjob ?

i've never ever dared to ask one myself *blushes*

nope
I suppose I won't get one xD

my birthday ends in 8 minutes over here^^

I just realise you're male and German... because for an unknown reason, i always thought you were female and living in the US !!!

*insert a brain here* :3

So, you wont't get one for this birthday... but next year, i might oblige.

"I just realise you're male and German... because for an unknown reason, i always thought you were female and living in the US !!!
"
XD
interesting, but why? xD

yeah I didn't get one^^
but I got a massive head-ache caused by a mixture of vodka, caffine and sleep deprivation

I slept like 5 hours in the last 48 hours :3

Have a Happy day!

BJ? not until your 21.

hehe
it's legal in germany^^

Oh well... good luckle.

Legal in the states as well.

Alright it's time to get older!!

Better do some crazy shit, and like wake up naked on the top of some roof.

yppah
birthday

indeed!

even a 1/2 human got one

today's my birthday as well - cheers!

yayz!
skoal

Many happy returns on this day of anniversary celebrating your coming into life.

Happy BD.
And a BJ as well.

I was 19 once... but those occasionally-psychotic days of my youth are sealed into the shale of the fossil record, and there they shall remain.

But for you, best wishes for a very happy day after the birthday.

(I should never type while tired!)


Mark

I'd still like to hear about your youth

I'm sure you were quite cute^^

and thx for the best wishes

Cute?!? Not a chance. At 19, I was skeletal from hunger, burning with lust, and barely able to convince women that I was not a serial killer.

At one point, one of the very few women willing to date me brought me to a bookstore, to show me a painted poster on the wall: the image of a gaunt, hunched, creeping wolf staring out at the viewer with incredibly intense and predatory eyes.

My date stared at this monster for a moment, and then, without turning to face me, said quietly, "I wanted you to see this, because it reminded me of YOU."

Oh, yeah. Those were good times. ;)


Mark

that definitely sounds cute

women keep telling me I'm bizarre

And so many people have difficulty with this, with not being able, within their own minds, to place a a man into any secure and recognizable category....

One day, I was having a light conversation about everyday things with my girlfriend. We talked happily together; but then she stopped, gave me a long, speculative look, and said, very quietly, "You're not like anyone I've ever known before."

I laughed -- a bit nervously, I confess -- and replied, "Well, is that a good thing or a bad thing?"

Again, she looked at me appraisingly, and said, "... I don't know."

I lost her eleven years ago, and I've never stopped loving her; but I've never forgotten the look on her face at the moment she said, "I don't know."



Mark

I don't like being put in any category...I always had to suffer through people who did that

"I lost her eleven years ago, and I've never stopped loving her;"

there are people that you lose everyday...

there's been a special girl in my life too, we're still "friends" but I'd be glad to forget her and continue my life...I know what you are thinking..the typical teenager love blahblah but I never loved anyone that much before and I don't think I'll ever be able to

I would never laugh at anyone's teenage love; I was fascinated by one girl throughout five years of highschool and for five years afterwards (even though I rarely saw her during those last years).

Needless to say, she had no idea that I was enthralled by her, and the last time I saw her was in 1985, just before she moved to another city.

In 1996, after I lost the woman I love -- the woman who had loved me in return -- I fell apart completely, mourned, wandered in a daze, lost all sense of time and purpose. But I did manage to locate the business email of that highschool girl; she was now working at a TV station in a far-off city. I wrote to her, and not long afterwards, she phoned me one evening and we spoke for several hours by long-distance. I confessed everything: the feelings I had concealed for years, the crippling jealousy that had seized me when she found a boyfriend in the final year of highschool; the longings I had felt for her in the years after graduation....

She took these revelations with graciousness and sympathy; she had never known that I had felt that way... because, like a fool, I had never told her; I had always assumed that a woman like her could never possibly love a man like me.

After that long phone conversation, we exchanged emails for a month or two; since then, I have never written back. I allowed our communications to fade because I was lost in mourning, lost in wandering, lost without a sense of time and purpose. The woman who loved me in return has haunted me more than all the other women in my life, than all the other relationships that *might* have been; and that gracious, sympathetic woman in a distant city never stood a chance.

If I could offer any advice to you at all, it would be this: mourn for as long as need to; celebrate her memory if the celebration helps you through the loneliness; but never, never assume that love is finished for you. That assumption can cripple you as thoroughly at 19 as it can at 43.



Mark

we celebrate that you were born. I don't celebrate my birthday. I told my relatives to fuck of. Anyway.. *gives you a vacuum cleaner*

vaccuum cleanors can cut your wiener in pieces

People can bite

I'm happier not celebrating my birthday, too. I feel uncomfortable accepting presents from people in that circumstance.

I turned 19 a couple of months ago. (Wow, you're younger than me.) It was a pretty useless birthday. I'm looking forward to my 20th, though, when I'll finally be done with being a teenager. :3

Happy one-year-closer-to-death day then. Don't worry, you won't start turning grey for another year or two ;)