| sup everybody.......i love my mom she can get me out of skool because she belives almost anything that i say......well my weekend was okay i saw my cousin have four of her teeth get pulled out and it was pretty fast....then we had to wait almost half an hour for her mother to come and pick us up. peace
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| sup errrbody how yall doin.....well im okayokay goodbye.....peace |
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| wassup everybody how r u all doin just had to update my page because somebody said i had too.....i guess that i can talk about something......man my dad is such a bitchand my mom......they both act like they have a mai everysingl day...thheir freaken snapping at me for everything little thing that i do.......but das okay that is how i was raised......so i guess that ill get over it......i have someone to tallk to so thats alright.........hopefully she calls me up tonight.....na she will but i have to go so then goody bye poples........peace....... |
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| sup everybody how yall doin...... just checking up on everybody....had to update my page because someone was grumbling with me because she never see my page updated....so i guess i goin write something.....i am so thankful of u kelceefor everything.....you better call me up tonight.....i have to tell u something.....well i guess i better go.......the bell goin ring pretty soon...peace out my nigahhs......
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| A little boy asked his mother, "Why are you crying?"
"Because I'm a woman," she told him.
"I don't understand," he said.His Mom just hugged
him and said, "And you never will."
Later the little boy asked his father, "Why does
mother seem to cry for no reason?"
" All women cry for no reason," was all his dad
could say.
The little boy grew up and became a man, still
wondering why women cry.
Finally he put in a call to God. When God got on the
phone, he asked, "God, why do women cry so easily?"
God said:
" When I made the woman she had to be special.
I made her shoulders strong enough to carry the
weight of the world,
yet gentle enough to give comfort.
I gave her an inner strength to endure childbirth
and the rejection that many times comes from her
children.
I gave her a hardness that allows her to keep going
when everyone else gives up, and take care of her
family through sickness and fatigue without
complaining.
I gave her the sensitivity to love her children
under any and all circumstances, even when her child
has hurt her very badly.
I gave her strength to carry her husband through his
faults and fashioned her from his rib to protect his
heart.
I gave her wisdom to know that a good husband never
hurts his wife, but sometimes tests her strengths
and her resolve to stand beside him unfalteringly.
And finally, I gave her a tear to shed. This is hers
exclusively to use whenever it is needed."
"You see my son," said God, "the beauty of a woman
is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she
carries, or the way she combs her hair.
The beauty of a woman must be seen in her eyes,
because that is the doorway to her heart - the place
where love resides."
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