Hello.. I am Thermal and you are?

Thermal

Thermal

  • Sex: Male
  • Occupation: Tech
  • Member since: Feb 2009
  • MSN thermal143 [at] live.com
  • Yahoo!: thermal143 [at] yahoo.com
  • AOL: thermal143 [at] aim.com

About me

What you believe in your heart is who you really are, so don't be afraid of anything or anyone. There are a great amount of humans that will try to change your beliefs so stay strong and true with yourself. Always remember there are a very small amount of humans you can be confident in, so keep your inner eye open because every one word from a humans' mouth airs out has two meanings.


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Always remember these words
If one day you feel like crying, call me. I don't promise that I will make you laugh but I can cry with you. If one day you want to run away- don't be afraid to call me. I don't promise to ask you to stop. But I can run with you. If one day you don't want to listen to anyone, call me. I promise to be there for you but also promise to remain quiet. But one day if you call. And there is no answer. Come fast to see me. Maybe I need you. Remember everyone needs a friend don't ever leave the one you love for the one you like because the one you like will leave you for the one they love.

Always remember never judge a book by its cover until you have read it completely. Mistakes like that are made everyday and good things can be lost if looks stops you from exploring the true nature of a person’s heart. If you have read this completely then my hand is on your heart. Feel the love….. Thermal

My work

Here I am sitting in space grip by four walls unknown to many, but truly known by a few. Were is it going the time I ride; seeking what I do not know. Holding on and holding tight staying strong to restrain the fight. Will it win, can it be rescued or is it still a endless struggle. The world is strange and unforgiving when it’s empty and never filled. Darkness around, where is the end. What is it unseen and unknown is so alluring, searching will it can be endless. Faces that are seen then pass; are reflection of ourselves that some day will not last. What is known if viewed from the universe? Where is it going if passed by a stranger? Alone as the clouds above, running continuously across the sky; where are you. Time is moving really fast, like a furious river flow chasing a dream. Water evaporates like greetings sent and rain falls like request that’s not met. Listen…Listen…Listen that is not the rain dropping on dry leaves; that is the sound of my hearts’ echo in time….