My name is Anthony Rorick aka Tino Orico for my mexican friends. I live in a small hick-town called Hayfork in Northern California. I am pretty well-rounded where my interests are concerned...I like doing typical guy things (not to be sexist but usually guys do this stuff, but girls who do are effin awesome...as long as they don't have leg hair lol): wrestling, boxing, riding dirt-bikes, drag-racing, red-necking trucks and go-carts, hanging out with the guys and stuff like that. I also do more "quiet" things: writing poetry (duh!) and short stories, playing guitar, reading, listening to music, writing song lyrics and stuff like that. I also love to just go for walks and sit in the evenings just to watch the sun set and see the stars and moon come into sight. I generally try to be a very logical person, but I do have emotions and I do tend to act on them; which isn't always a great thing (I'm sure you all know what I mean lol!) I would like to say I'm just your typical every day teenager, but I can't, cause no one is typical as everyone is unique...so I guess we are all typically unique...I like that...anyways that's pretty much me cutting off all the excess...if you have any questions, comment, or just another bud to convo/bullshit with then feel free bug me...PEACE> |
Black is a shade, of the deepest shadow
That smudges one's painted art...
There's a silence within a storm,
From which tranquil thoughts are born...
Drips...drip...dripping...
Soft, but sheer to mine ear...
Ego Sum Damno
Cursed by nightmares within cryptic dreams...
Corinthian walls cannot hold it back; for honest
Love is an army all unto it's own, and...
(Verse 1)
Pick yourself up and follow your dreams...
Corinthian walls cannot hold it back; for honest
Love is an army all unto it's own, and...
Ego Sum Damno
Cursed by nightmares within cryptic dreams...
Drips...drip...dripping...
Soft, but sheer to mine ear...
There's a silence within a storm,
From which tranquil thoughts are born...
A day is but another day |
True love: undescribable, because it has nothing to do with the mind, but the heart...hearts feel while minds conceive, analyze and surmise...I Love her...and I don't know why...I just do |
The cup is only half-empy when people are half-full...let's all consolidate all our half-cups into one supersized cup...until it's full lol |