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| No one knows how hard it was for me...
until you live it....
and put urself in my shoes... | | |
| If you want your children to improve, let them overhear the nice things you say about them to others. -- Haim Ginott | | |
| meanwhile out in the hot desert in Arizona.....
PwrPuf 6uRL: "he said he's gonna kick my ass!"
PwrPuf 6uRL: u should leave that as ur away
Liana614: ahh, i hate ellen
Liana614: i am soooo not like ellen
PwrPuf 6uRL: soooo not
PwrPuf 6uRL: sooo whiteeeeeee
Liana614: lol, so what should i say then?
PwrPuf 6uRL: id unno
Liana614: yo yo my posse, i'm mad not like ellen lolz
PwrPuf 6uRL: hows ur dancin goin
PwrPuf 6uRL: u using it all in the wrong tense
PwrPuf 6uRL: haha im gonna put that up on my xanga
Liana614: lol
Liana614: i gotz mizzad dancin skizells yoz
PwrPuf 6uRL: oh yea? i gotta see
PwrPuf 6uRL: whats up with this video cam business
Liana614: i dunno, i'll keep buggin anna until she lets
PwrPuf 6uRL: pronouce: shy-stee
PwrPuf 6uRL: meaning stingy
PwrPuf 6uRL: u dun need to know this for ur SAT... u'll end up in BMCC
Liana614: oh hells yes
Liana614: i love the black men
PwrPuf 6uRL: yea u dun get them in the west coast
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| -I will always have dreams of a successful future. When one is completed, another follows.-
At times, I lay in bed wondering my purpose and other times, I’m simply grateful of what I have. On a bad day, I often wish I’d put an end to my misery, and on a good day- I thank the lord for keeping me safe and hope I’d wake up to a even better one.
This weekend was one of those carefree aimlessly days and then-Sunday night, Becoming conscious….. I was soon returning to Monday hell.
So--hold on gurl (28)…. When good gets better, better gets best…. Its can’t get any worst. I believe in you. | | |
| “-I’ll keep a part of you with me, and everywhere I am…There you’ll be.-”
It is hard to say I'm done and that it’s forgotten while trying to search for it all over again. There are always feelings deep inside that no one will find. It is the hate that initiates the flashbacks and the love that fulfills the emptiness. These are memories that are barely suppressed and will relentlessly preoccupy the mind. When I reminisce back to the times, I feel your presence next to mine.
Getting weak and vulnerable to the knees.
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