meggg317xoxo
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One of the hardest things for me to do is explain myself and who I really am, since I'm still trying to figure this out. But I'll tell you what I've learned throughout my 13 years. Well I blow out the candles on St.Patrick's Day. And I always get these "NO WAY!" comments when I say that because I have red hair and I'm really Irish looking. 8th grade is just one big adjustment for me with my little group cut down to about half the size of what it once was. People still ask me why I don't hang out with the same people I hung out with last year. I just sorta shrug even though I feel like screaming "SHUT UP AND MIND YOUR OWN BUSINESS!!!" But that's really just the kind of person that I am. The girl across the room doing her work quietly without talking, the girl who says her prayers EVERY night before I go to bed, the girl who would NEVER settle for just any old guy, or the one who wouldn't ever say anything bad about someone with bad intentions. I'm not afraid to stand up for myself, or that I'm shy, but if there's one thing I hate more then anything and try to avoid more then anything it's drama. (Even though I haven't been in a full-blown fight since the 3rd grade) As much stuff that people can assume about me, there's just as many things that people could never guess about me. Like the fact that I hate being lonely, I have pretty bad trust issues that I'm just starting to get over, and I'm a selfconcious person with confidence...not cockey...confident. I know what you're thinking: "Wow, contradictive much??" But not really. You can be worried about the H-U-G-E zit o your chin while your talking to a guy but still think "Omygosh! He SOOOO likes me!" Getting it now? When I'm with my friends, I'm a HUGE spaz, very inmature, incredibley talkative, and maybe even a little judgemental. The friends I have now will be the friends I have 20 years from now (Anne R, Jess B, Haley D, Olivia L, Morgan D, Isabelle R) Even though he won't read this just wanna say that like my best friend is quite sick. He's kind of like my doctor becuse out of all my wonderful friends he gives me the best advice and is most definitley the #1 person to make me laugh on the days where I would just break down and cry if my locker won't open. I haven't had many boyfriends. I've been with 2 guys (who I'd really rather not even think about) but that might be because pretty much every guy that is important to me is just a great fried...and that is all I could EVER imagine them being. I'm going to shutup now because it isnt like anybody is going to even read this but if you did then good for you!!! xoxoxoxoMeghan Patricia
Quotes by meggg317xoxo
to kick you out of my **dreams**
and my {{heart}}...
you always manage to find
your way back.
because somewhere
that boy might be
falling in love with
***yoursmile***
her friend.
They were looking through peoples MySpaces.
The girl slowly came upon this one
myspace.
It had creatures in the background and the
man
looked like a psycho. She started
laughing with
her friend commenting on how ugly he
was.
Right
then, an instant message came up.
IT SAID
SatanStalker: So how do u like my
MySpace?
XxLoVemExX: What?
XxLoVemExX: Who is this anyway?
SatanStalker: Well, you should know;
youre looking at my MySpace right now.
XxLoVemExX: How do you know?
SatanStalker: I know. I know when people look
at my MySpace.
XxLoVemExX: What? That doesnt make any sense, how?
SatanStalker: I just do.
Satanstalker: Especially to pretty girls like
you.
Satanstalker: With very nice legs I might
say.
At the time the girl was wearing high shorts. She started to pull them down
a little bit to cover what ever she could. Her and her friend started
to get worried now.
XxLoVemExX: Ok whatever man youre starting
to care the living sh*t out of me.
SatanStalker: You should be afraid.
SatanStalker: You wouldnt want an ugly guy
like me touching your legs huh? I mean thats what
you just said about me with your friend like a
minute ago.
They were in shock.
Her friend: Holy crap man just block him
hes a f*cking psycho!
The girl: Ok holy crap, you think hes
watching us?
SatanStalker: I am.
SatanStalker: Well it wouldnt really matter if
you blocked me anyway; it wouldnt stop me
from coming to your house.
XxLoVemExX: What? My house?
SatanStalker: Yeah, youre alone so its not a problem.
XxLoVemExX: Ok I think Im going to
leave now because youre freaking me out.
SatanStalker: Your screen name says
love me, trust me that wont be a problem.
SatanStalker has just signed off.
The girl and her friend were really
scared.
Girls friend: Whatever lets just go upstairs trust
me I doubt hes really coming. Its just a joke
from someone.
They went upstairs and were
having a pillow fight. All of a sudden the girls
friend said she had to go to the bathroom. The girl said
ok. Ten minutes later the girl noticed that her
friend was still in the bathroom and was wondering
what was up. She goes and knocks but no one said
anything she opens it and finds her friend there on
the ground dead. She started to scream but
when she turned around he was there.
News the next
morning said that there was one girl dead in
the bathroom; her neck sliced with blood all
over the ground. with her head nailed to the wall.
Just her head.
If you do not repost this in the next two
minutes there will be three men, one in your
bathroom,
one in your room, and one killing your parents
at that very moment. Tonight at 1:30am. Well
what are you waiting for? Repost or you are going
to die!
***fantasies***
for.a.reason
</3
help the dog find the bone
on.the.back.of.a.kid's.menu.
then i know that i will
find my way
to.your.heart
a program that
helps you loose
weight by pole
dancing...
so pretty much
there are obese
women all over
america pole
dancing.
What a sick,
sick company.
♥walking down the hall♥
***surrounded by his friends***
and here i am.
all
;;why does he have to be so;;
perfect.
i mean really.
just look at him!
{({wait he's getting closer!})}
shoot what do i say?
what if he ignores me?
maybe i should try.
just spit it out.
.
.
.
"hi."
"hey."
**phew!**
m i s s i o n a c c o m p l i s h e d .
{(that I've been waiting for)}
Screw the lunch tables & how the cool girls sit there while the outcasts sit there.
Take off the make-up, mess up your **perfectly straightened** hair.
Then take a look around.
We're all .:normal:., young girls
with dreams & wishes,
regrets & m i s t a k e s.
And none of us are perfect.
I think that I might,
>>>>>be falling for you.