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Friday, February 10, 2006

-ยปThey say were too young to know
what true love is but I say that
we are capable of loving each
other as much as we know how

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Friday, December 16, 2005

please have snow and mistletoe and presents under the tree. christmas eve will find me where the love-light gleams.<3

give me days i'll always remember && nights i'll never forget<3
++ victoria's secret

so meet me under the hanging mistletoe. you'll take my breath away just like you always do. we can be together and our worries will disappear. hold me tight, && the night will soon fade away <3

oh the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful and since
we have no place to go -- let it snow, let it snow, let it snow <3

stopped believing in Santa Claus when i was six. mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph
++ shirley temple

dear Santa ;; cross off the things i asked for. i really don't need them. except for the last thing. i still want him. i just hope he fits in the bag <3

let's sip hot chocolate && sit by the fire and be the winter romance everyone wishes they could be <3

i hate Christmas. the mall is full of nothing but women and children. all you hear is "i want this." ;; "get me this." ;; "i have to have this." and then there's the children. and they're all by my store 'cause they stuck the mall Santa right outside ringing his stupid bell. as if you need a bell to notice a 300-pound alcoholic in a red suit. "ho, ho, ho," all day long. so, nice as can be, i go outside, ask him to shut the hell up. he takes a swing at me. so i lay a hook into his fat belly and he goes down. beard comes off, all the kids start crying and i'm the bad guy
++ married with children

dear Santa ;; cross off the things i asked for. i really don't need them. except for the last thing. i still want him. i just hope he fits in the bag <3

Have a holly jolly christmas && incase you didn't hear ...
oh by golly have a holly  jolly christmas ... this year

stopped believing in Santa Claus when i was six. mother took me to see him in a department store and he asked for my autograph
++ shirley temple

And she's young and in love,
All of the adults and elders in her life,
Think she doesn't understand what it TRULY is.
But she knows. Its the undying feeling that she needs him,
That everything he likes, she likes.
That every day, she sees him, and thinks,
"He doesn't love me back. This isn't love.... It's called a broken heart."

You have no idea how she feels.
That the one guy she wanted, she got.
She's jumping with joy, having smiles on her
face, going out and shopping till she drops.
She feels like she's in love.

she's standing in the crowd, joy & excitement all
a r o u n d her ; and she just stands there
thinking of all the o t h e r places
she`d r a t h e r be. <|3

i`M CURi0US; WHAT D0ES
SHE HAVE THAT i D0N`T ?

don't be fooled by her pretty smile.
inside she's breaking.
she's oh - so - fragile . <|3

s n o w . . . it makes you look deeper than
the surface to see what's really there.< / 3

She waits under the mistletoe,
but n o b o d i e' s come her way. </3

I have fixed my hair, put on my make-up and got dressed now all I have to do is wait for you to come back...

i want that amazing christmas kiss. you know, the one where you're under the mistletoe, not even realizing it, and all the sudden he comes up and cups your face in his hand and kisses you, and his kiss leaves you completely breathless? yeah that one

Christmas Day;
Every person, full of love.
Yet, one lonley girl standing alone.
Waiting for someone to spend it with </3

I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you


Sunday, November 27, 2005

These are the teenage years: growing up, growing apart, broke, hurt & confused hearts. I wonder how long this will last, until you're only a memory of the past

I look at the pictures, trying to let go of the past. I remember how you said you loved me & we'd make forever last. Now looking back I see forever to you was never clear. Now sitting here I cry, every last tear

Your 1st love is always your truest love

You're the kinda person who makes me punch you, then hug you, scream at you, then laugh, hate you but love you, you confuse me but in a way that makes perfect sense to me

You said I never loved you but I took you back the 1st time you cheated I took you back the 2nd time you cheated, i stayed up all night waiting for your calls when I had to wake up at 5:30 AM but hun if that's not love then tell me what the hell it is

50 years from now...it won't matter how well you did on a test or how popular you were. No one will care how many hits you got in a baseball game. It won't matter if you miss a day of school or what you got for your birthday. Your highest score on a ocmputer game won't be remembered or if your family had a summer pool. No one will care who came in first in that one reace. It won't matter if your handwriting was messy or that your artwork wasn't the best. But if you made life a little better for just one person, that's what will be remembered, that's what will matter

She's moved on & I feel sorry for you because she thought you were the most amazing guy ever. If she could have any guy in the world, she would have picked you above others. She thought you were different but she was wrong...you're just another guy to her now...

Boys frustrate me. I hate all the indirect messages. I hate game playing. Do you like me or not? Just tell me so I can *try* to get over you. - Kristen Dunst

Gorgeous eyes with a gorgeous smile, he made her life worth while. A broken soul & a broken heart the day he made her whole world fall apart

I sometimes ask myself if I still love you. I hate to admit it but honestly, it's because everytime I hear your voice I feel safe & for a few minutes every problem seems so small & you're the only person who's ever had that effect on me

That past is annoying. It's in everyones conversations in every song that you hear, it's everywhere you go, but you never wanna give up because at one point it was exactly where you wanted to be

And he is her life story...

So please, just be patient. I'm so afraid to care for someone. I know it seems like I'm this strong girl who can get through everything, but inside I'm very fragile. I've had so many things thrown at me & each one has only made a crash. What I'm afraid of is shattering.

I'm just that hopeless girl that sits & waits on the computer for that one speical person to get online


Saturday, November 26, 2005

If one day u feel like crying.... call me. I dont promise that i will make u laugh, but i can cry with u. If one day u want to run away-- dont be afraid to call me. I dont promise to ask u to stop......but i can run with u. If one day u dont want to listen to anyone.....call me. I promise to be there for u but also promise to remain quiet. But one day if u call......and there is no anwser.....come fast to see me. Perhaps i need you.

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Friday, November 25, 2005

Every penny in a well ;;
Every broken wishbone ;;
Every 11:11 on a clock ;;
Every finger crossed ;;
Every turn of a necklace pendant ;;
Every star in the sky ;;
Every fallen eyelash ;;
Every blown out candle ;;
Every wish I could make will never give me you



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