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30.1.10

Iloveyou;

We were given: Two hands to hold. To legs to walk. Two eyes to see. Two ears to listen. But why only one heart? Because the other was given to someone else. For us to find. ~Unknown

Iloveyou; But I havent found the other half. Thank goodness. If I had found it now, I wouldve had to let it go. And I dont think i could do that

Hanging On The Edge

I am the frog.

Don't push me cuz ihm close to the edge. Hence the picture. Thank you Kimmy.

29.1.10

He Is....♥

yup thts right.

i am hella random. iWill flop, just like tht.

but he's perfect. and he defends. and he's perfect. and i think i mite love him.....

but i wouldnt kno. love doesnt exist in MS only lust....

Over It

everyone has their phases.

No offense, my awesome W!

28.1.10

Another V day

Valentine's Day is almost here.
another one alone (not like that's anything new)

That's not the point. Is there a time when you feel so unwanted that you just don't want to love?
You want to be loved but you can't love. Because of being Broken.
I am broken.

But who would understand.

This was supposed to be a good day, damnit!

Here I go.
watch out, here comes the raincloud....

27.1.10

Beautiful

If I had to choose between loving you and breathing, I would use my last breath to say I love you." ~ Anonymous

Listen Up

I'm only gonna say this once:

is it wrong to love? love what is forbidden by society? to be rebellious and not care? to understand what's inside of you and let it out so it can't kill you, slowly.

don't kill me. repsect me for who i am. for what i feel.
so tell me, is it wrong? to love?

to love her as if she were a him?

The Light At The End Of The Tunnel

read the title. i am serious. think about it.

am i the only one who relates that to death?
the light at the end of the train tracks tunnel? really. if you see a light at the end of a tunnel, what else could it be besides sunlight or a train? and by the way, the train wins.

given.

when people are in pain or whatever and they say "i can see the light" that doesnt mean they are getting better. that means they are getting closer.

to the end of their tunnel.



it's just me, isnt it?

26.1.10

The hardest thing to do is to watch the one you love, love someone else ~Anonymous

Damn. that is soooo true.

And it hurts.

Who Says

who says you have to like anyone?
i dont know if i do. would it matter?

no one cares about me anyway.
they just pretend.
damn being able to pretend.

you get too good at it and then you become something that is pretend.

24.1.10

love


i am in middle school but you would not believe how many times a day i hear two people say "I love you!"

the girls with their giggles

the boys with a tone of being forced

in 10 years, will they have forgotten each other? forgotten that they "loved" each other?


was love ever sacred or precious?


everything is fake. the "love". the people. everything.


if that's love then i am glad that i dont have it.

13.1.10

Now, who could that be?

They gave her a golden ticket and said congratulations
The only thing that mattered
It turned her day into brightness, despite the previous rain
The golden ticket, no chocolate attatched
Now she could show everyone what she deserved

6.1.10

i really like anime drawings. they take a lot of talent. i searched "anime of the day" and clicked the first thing that came up:


This. Look it up I swear. But look at it. REALLY look at it. the depth perseption of the eyes. they are drawn to look liquid-y. the waviness of the hair.

It takes talent. Talent I personally, do NOT HAVE! lol

Is There An Echo In Here?

I am making a new blog post about teaching a friend how to make a new blog post. lol

Is that repetetive or is it just me?

3.1.10

I need more followers.

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See that? (3)

Low number.

Timeless

Sundays can be REALLY boring.

I got up and 7:30 this morning, who knows why. I did my homework and cleaned my room and vacuumed unwillingly. I ate chicken flavored ramen at 11:30. Then I came back to my computer and read other people's blogs. I saw life as it was and emotion and decided to do it too. Gah, peer pressure.

Dad's outside, raking the lawn, blasting his "timeless oldies" on the ancient stereo in the garage. I am willing to bet the whole neighborhood can hear it, but he's been here for fifteen years and no one messes with my dad.

His birthday is on January 9th and I still don't know what to get.

But it won't be another stinkin tie.