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| ok so i'm sick.... i have an uri.... (upper resritory infection). i feel like crap and im getting better. so yeah.... <3
p.s.
to all you fuckers telling shayne "the baby isnt his" and that i've "been sleeping with other guys since november" thats bullshit. i didnt do anything until december after i broke up with shayne and besides i didnt have sex with anyone but shayne.... im not such a slut after all huh?.... thanks, but i can keep my legs shut. | | |
| i dont really write in this one all the much so check out the other one i made it for private posts but now its like whatever.... there are private ones every now and then so if you cant read them and want to leave me a comment and maybe i'll let ya... i forget alot you all know that.
www.xanga.com/whenallelse_fails < click bitch. | | |
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Hey, i really don't know what to write but we are gonna get drunk some time cause i fucking said so. It'll be cool. Get a case. Down that. Get another one. Repeat... Only repeat until pasing out. Then you have fun with the passed out dude, yea. I'll have a couple friends around to make sure nothing gets out of hand ok?
Posted 11/23/2005 at 1:37 AM by Project_Nightmare
think he cheated?...this was found on Olivia's site... stupid cunt. | | |
| im sittting here thinking about everything i dont know why things are so screwed up i guess thats the only thing im good at. i dont know anymore. im just so stressed out i wish none of this shit would have happened. i wish that i would have never been so stupid i wish that things could have worked out *somewhere*, i wish i had a special someone who would be here with me just to make me happy and feel better. instead im alone and stressed and i just dont see anything good happening in the future the only thing that could be good is my baby. the worst part about all this is that i always though that if i ever went through something like this i'd have that one person by my side through all the pain. i thought wrong. he gone everything is gone and im alone alone for the rest of my life i cant move on but hey atleast one of us got the better deal right?. he gets to date other people and im stuck with hope. hope that some day i wont have to live alone and do everything on my own hope that someone will come into my life and not leave like pretty much everyone else. theres one person who has never left my side even through bad times, and that person knows who they are and i have to be thankful i have someone there no matter how much shit i put them through or how bad i've treated them at times and im sorry for that. and a simple sorry always works because this person knows its not just sorry its asking for forgivness from the heart. i wish that would work for everyone.
I just *wish*.
Twenty years from now, I am going to look back and remember that you were the one person who could turn every frown to a smile in a few simple words. That person who lifted my head when I was losing faith in myself. That one person who carried tears on her shoulders after every fight, ever break-up, every death. That one person who always knew what I was feeling by the look on my face. That one person who accepted who I was when everyone else laughed in my face. That one person that accepted every decision I made. That one person who knew who I really was. That one person that made the biggest difference in my life. My Best Friend. | | |
| yeah i do miss you, but i dont miss the way you treated me </3
You never realize how strongsomeone is, until you see them at their weakest
It's crazy when you think you actually meant something to someone and then they just turn around & prove you wrong
&& i know how it feels to sit on the edge of your bed head in your hands wishing it would all just end...
“I think I noticed when things started to change. The hugs were quicker, the phone calls shorter and they weren't every night. We didn't hurry to the place where we said we'd meet. The 'I love yous' felt more like a forced, daily routine, and really had no meaning. When we saw each other, the smiles weren't as bright, or as big. Our thoughts weren't only of each other. We seemed uninterested, we felt unloved. We had too many doubts.” | | |
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