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- About me:F.........Friends
R.........Responsible
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D.........Dependable
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- Clubs & Organizations:Cub Forest, Club Jamaica
- Favorite books:Molnár Ferenc:A Pál utcai fiúk
- Favorite music: hause,disco, progressive ,dance, pop
- Favorite TV programs:Utv Viva Tv Mtv Hungary RTL club Tv2 Cool Tv
- Favorite movies:Tök alsó 2 Európai turné
- Places I've Traveled To:Hungary, Romania,Italy,Spain
- I'm looking for:sexy body...italian boys and spanish boys
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- Sexual Orientation:Straight
- Dating Status:Single
- Body Type:Average
- Eye Color:Green
- Religion:Catholic
- Smoking Habit:no
- Drinking Habit:daily
- Interested in Meeting for:Friends, Activity Partners, Dating, Serious Relationship
- Currently Living with:Pets, Spouse
- In a social setting, I'm:The life of the party, Flirt
- TV watching habits:Sports Nut, Movies
- Sense of humor:Friendly
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- Szent György-i Albert Szakközépiskola Kecskemé [ 2007 - 2010 ]
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4/29/2009 9:26 AMWELCOME BABY
3/19/2009 2:03 PMMahMouD
MahMouD
24, Blackburn, United Kingdom
Hello dear i,m lazy I want to become your good friend if you are agree so please accept my friend request and send me reply back or you can send me e-mail on this Id
mr.mahmoud1@hotmail.com
lazy0boy@yahoo.com
and please give me also your e-mail Id I want to send you e-mail.
I am waiting for your reply and e-mail now
Have a Nice Day with Nice Friendship.
mr.mahmoud1@hotmail.com
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and please give me also your e-mail Id I want to send you e-mail.
I am waiting for your reply and e-mail now
Have a Nice Day with Nice Friendship.
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Mossa
27, Amman, Jordan
1/11/2009 10:08 AMjust
Mossa
27, Amman, Jordan
1/10/2009 8:37 PMheart
janno
19, Athens, Greece
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark satanic mills?
Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.
Walk upon England's mountains green?
And was the holy Lamb of God
On England's pleasant pastures seen?
And did the Countenance Divine
Shine forth upon our clouded hills?
And was Jerusalem builded here
Among these dark satanic mills?
Bring me my bow of burning gold!
Bring me my arrows of desire!
Bring me my spear! O clouds, unfold!
Bring me my chariot of fire!
I will not cease from mental fight,
Nor shall my sword sleep in my hand,
Till we have built Jerusalem
In England's green and pleasant land.
1/10/2009 8:37 PMheart
janno
19, Athens, Greece
I Dreamt a Dream! what can it mean?
And that I was a maiden Queen:
Guarded by an Angel mild;
Witless woe, was neer beguil'd!
And I wept both night and day
And he wip'd my tears away
And I wept both day and night
And hid from him my hearts delight
So he took his wings and fled:
Then the morn blush'd rosy red:
I dried my tears & armd my fears,
With ten thousand shields and spears.
Soon my Angel came again;
I was arm'd, he came in vain:
For the time of youth was fled
And grey hairs were on my head
And that I was a maiden Queen:
Guarded by an Angel mild;
Witless woe, was neer beguil'd!
And I wept both night and day
And he wip'd my tears away
And I wept both day and night
And hid from him my hearts delight
So he took his wings and fled:
Then the morn blush'd rosy red:
I dried my tears & armd my fears,
With ten thousand shields and spears.
Soon my Angel came again;
I was arm'd, he came in vain:
For the time of youth was fled
And grey hairs were on my head
1/10/2009 8:36 PMheart
janno
19, Athens, Greece
Little Lamb, who made thee
Does thou know who made thee
Gave thee life & bid thee feed.
By the stream & o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing woolly bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice.
Making all the vales rejoice:
Little Lamb who made thee
Does thou know who made thee
Little Lamb I'll tell thee,
Little Lamb I'll tell thee;
He is called by thy name,
For he calls himself a Lamb:
He is meek & he is mild,
He became a little child
I a child & thou a lamb,
We are called by His name,
Little Lamb God bless thee,
Little Lamb God bless thee.
Does thou know who made thee
Gave thee life & bid thee feed.
By the stream & o'er the mead;
Gave thee clothing of delight,
Softest clothing woolly bright;
Gave thee such a tender voice.
Making all the vales rejoice:
Little Lamb who made thee
Does thou know who made thee
Little Lamb I'll tell thee,
Little Lamb I'll tell thee;
He is called by thy name,
For he calls himself a Lamb:
He is meek & he is mild,
He became a little child
I a child & thou a lamb,
We are called by His name,
Little Lamb God bless thee,
Little Lamb God bless thee.
1/10/2009 8:36 PMheart
janno
19, Athens, Greece
Could our first father, at his toilsome plow,
Thorns in his path, and labor on his brow,
Clothed only in a rude, unpolished skin,
Could he a vain fantastic nymph have seen,
In all her airs, in all her antic graces,
Her various fashions, and more various faces;
How had it posed that skill, which late assigned
Just appellations to each several kind!
A right idea of the sight to frame;
T'have guessed from what new element she came;
T'have hit the wav'ring form, or giv'n this thing a name.
next
This is to the crown and blessing of my life,
The much loved husband of a happy wife;
To him whose constant passion found the art
To win a stubborn and ungrateful heart,
And to the world by tenderest proof discovers
They err, who say that husbands can't be lovers.
With such return of passion, as is due,
Daphnis I love, Daphinis my thoughts pursue;
Daphnis, my hopes and joys are bounded all in you.
Even I, for Daphnis' and my promise' sake,
What I in woman censure, undertake.
But this from love, not vanity proceeds;
You know who writes, and I who 'tis that reads.
Judge not my passion by my want of skill:
Many love well, though they express it ill;
And I your censure could with pleasure bear,
Would you but soon return, and speak it here.
Thorns in his path, and labor on his brow,
Clothed only in a rude, unpolished skin,
Could he a vain fantastic nymph have seen,
In all her airs, in all her antic graces,
Her various fashions, and more various faces;
How had it posed that skill, which late assigned
Just appellations to each several kind!
A right idea of the sight to frame;
T'have guessed from what new element she came;
T'have hit the wav'ring form, or giv'n this thing a name.
next
This is to the crown and blessing of my life,
The much loved husband of a happy wife;
To him whose constant passion found the art
To win a stubborn and ungrateful heart,
And to the world by tenderest proof discovers
They err, who say that husbands can't be lovers.
With such return of passion, as is due,
Daphnis I love, Daphinis my thoughts pursue;
Daphnis, my hopes and joys are bounded all in you.
Even I, for Daphnis' and my promise' sake,
What I in woman censure, undertake.
But this from love, not vanity proceeds;
You know who writes, and I who 'tis that reads.
Judge not my passion by my want of skill:
Many love well, though they express it ill;
And I your censure could with pleasure bear,
Would you but soon return, and speak it here.
1/10/2009 8:36 PMheart
janno
19, Athens, Greece
hallo,how are you .i hope you are fine and good.actully i have found a good and nice friend.so you think and ifyou don,t mind you can so send me your anwser.i am waiting for your anwser and your chat id.you are so caute because i see your picture.ok i hope you are never mind,so my id is hearttooheart10@yahoo.com
take care and good rest
take care and good rest





































9/3/2009 5:24 PMhey
i hope u are fine
i just want to say hi
bye