Quotes added on Thursday, June 29 2006

roses are red,
violets are blue,
my trash is dummped,
and so are you =)

haha make it cute

roses are red,
violets are blue,
my trash is dummped,
and so are you =)

haha make it cute

Life is a matter of days,
Love is a matter of a lifetime <3

all mine soo noone steal it!!

Editzz:
life- underlined and baby pink
days- bold,
love- italic, baby blue
lifetime- bold italic

A HEART IS LIKE A GLASS,
IT GETS DROPPED ONCE ;
& BROKEN F O R E V E R.
BUT EVEN IF THE PIECES -
GET PUT BACK » TOGETHER «
IT'LL NEVER BE THE SAME

Boy: What do I do?
Girl: I don’t know, listen to your heart.
Boy: What’s it say?
Girl: I don’t know, I’m not your heart.
Boy: Well, you’re most of it…

Near the door he paused to stand,
As he took his class ring off her hand.
All who were watching did not speak,
As a silent tear ran down his cheek.
And through his mind memories ran,
Of the moments they walked hand and hand.
But now her eyes were so terribly cold,
For he would no longer have her to hold.
They watched in silence as he bent near and whispered the words, "I Love You" in her ear.
He touched her face and started to cry,
As he put on his ring and wanted to die.
And just then the wind began to blow,
As they lowered her casket into the snow....
This is what happens to man alive,
When friends let friends drink and drive.

I hate your name.
I hate your face.
I wish all of you were gone,
Without a trace.
I hate your laugh.
I hate your hair.
I hate the way you never stare.
I hate your smile.
I hate your eyes.
I can’t believe I fell for your lies.
I hate your voice.
I hate you lips.
And to believe I wanted to give you a kiss!
I hate the way you say my name.
I hate the way I played your game.
I hate the way you make me shiver.
I hate the way you made me quiver.
I hate the way you touched my hand.
I hate the way you made me float off land.
I hate your humor.
I hate your style.
Why couldn’t you love me just for a little while?
I hate the names that you called me.
I hate all the pain that you caused me.
I hate the way you read my mind.
I hate the way you could stop time.
I hate the way you made my heart skip beats.
I hate the way you made the past repeat.
I hate the way you made me wish for you.
And to hope that someday,
It would come true.
I hate the way that you lied.
I hate the way I stuck by your side.
I hate the way you made me believe.
I hate the way I could never achieve.
I hate that you broke me down.
I hate the way you walked away,
And didn’t turn around.
I hate the way you controlled everything I did.
I hate the way you were my dream guy,
Since I was a little kid.
I hate the way you didn’t notice me.
I hate the way you couldn’t say sorry.
I hate the way you were in my dreams.
I hate all of your plots and schemes.
I hate the way you’re always on my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you walk the halls.
I hate the way you never call.
I hate the way you made me try.
I hate it even more that you made me cry.
I hate the way I fell for you.
I hate the way you made it seem so true.
But the one thing that I hate most of all,
Is the fact that I don’t hate you.
Not even a little bit.
Not even at all.

100% Mine!

A good friend once told me you are memory
without them we equal nothing

Death will make you dream past tense, your hopes fly high and your life make sense.

Death will make you dream past tense, your hopes fly high and your life make sense.