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l J l E l S l U l S l :: my antidrug
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a_moded_cake
yeah. my life. my story. my way. a changed person but still flawed like everyone else. i am more than what you think. & i can take anything that you throw at me. hahaha... just an easy going person who loves God and life even through all the hardships. i sing & dance like there's no tomorrow... & even if it's so stereotypical and very unoriginal to say so: music is my life. so grab, tear and enjoy. AHA! =) -
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ChijAPballa12
uhmmm...yeeaaaaahh -
wunangreemunkee
I am a teenager livin in a world where babies are having babies, kids are killing kids and where suicide is 'the easy way out' But... I won't bow down to the status quo nor falter for the opinions of others. My faith is the basis for my life. I refuse to live a life of mediocrity. I live my life so that people may look at me and see something different.... that they may see Christ living within me. -
OrLiSbAbE522
HEY Y'ALL! i LiVE iN FL0-T0WN. i HAVE THE BEST MAN EVER, KYLE. HE iS THE L0VE 0F MY LiFE. i W0RK AT SH0NEY'S L0L WiT 0NE 0F MY BFF'S JAMES NATHAN. AND MY BEST FRiEND iN THE WH0LE W0RLD iS CRYSTAL! i L0VE YALL! -
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unhappy07
i'm the kinda person that laughs at jokes 3 times -» once, when its told -» once... when its explained -» and once 5 mins later when i finally get it -
leanne2007
One word that describes me is...Determined -
celticpooky
Remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground, and the worst thing you could get from the oppsite sex was cooties. Your Mom was the girl who married your hero, and your Dad was your hero. Your worst enemies were your teachers or sibilins, and war was just a card game. Race issues were who could run the fastest and the only drug you knew was cough medicine. A girl wearing a skirt didn't mean she was a slut. The only think you smoked were the tires on your bike, and the only cuts you got were form the mulch under the swing. Skinned knees were the only thing that hurt and only your toys got broken. Life was simple and so carefree, but what I remember the most was wanting to grow up... -
