Quotes added on Wednesday, January 27 2010

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1.hold you breath
2.click add a quote
3.copy and past this quote
4.good now if you did it without breathing you are a good kisser
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there was a little girl that was beat by her father and if you do not post this she will turn up at your bed at 2:12 if you do not post it
                          I Hate These Expectations.
MOTHER,
   i would like to be whatever i want.
 i know you, like everyone else, expect me to graduate ƒrom high school.
 & i know you, like everyone else, expect me to go to college.
so here's to all my teachers, my coaches, and my family:
if i become a wal-mart checker, instead of a doctor,
 don't say i threw my life down the drain.
                       
don't   say i'm wasting my gifts,
BECAUSE i will be happy.
             trust me, i can run my life on my own.
  whatever i do

25
Days.
Thats how long it's been since the last time we spoke.
And what a 25 days it's been...
Though I've somehow found glue and plastered a smile,
the wall blocking the tears from falling is thin.
Every so often, I get weak, and almost dial your number.
Other days I couldn't recall it if I wanted to.
Sometimes I pray I could clearly remember,
But most of the time I just want to forget.
I wish I could say that it was all for the better,
I wish I could say that I don't miss you at all.
I wish I could honestly tell you that I'm doing great,
But I guess I'm not as good at pretending as you are.
I never really knew what it felt like to be broken,
I never thought I could hurt at all like this,
I didn't know that I wouldn't keep on hoping
that my phone will light up with your number again.
But hey, I'm not lonely. My real friends are still here,
and they didn't even walk away when you were my only priority,
so maybe I wasted my time on you last year,
but at least I've learned from my mistake.
But I never thought that I could feel so much anger,
to someone, like you, who I loved for so long,
and I want to believe that the smile on your face now is faker,
but I just don't have a clue anymore.
Reality, dreams, they're one in the same.
Everytime I see your face I flash back again,
and all I hear are the words I didnt say,
and I want them to leave me alone.
I've tried talking it out, crying it out, singing it out,
but nothing seems to let it escape,
and the words, and the images, they play so loud,
I can't go for too long without thinking about it.
So all I can do is pray each night,
that the light in my eyes will return someday,
and one day that I just might
find the strength to leave it behind and start over again.
So I know where it starts, though you pretend to shine,
thanks for everything, sorry it ended this way.
Don't you worry, the scars you left will heal in time,
and I can honestly say that I'll be fine.






might format later? maybe not

When you love someone,
when you truely love someone, that person becomes part
of you, they become your life, your everything. They [ change ] you and inspire
you in so many different ways that are indescribable. How do you let go of someone 
that has made such an impact on your life? How do you let go of the only thing
that keeps you going, keeps you strong? Loving someone with all you have
is letting go of fear, it is growing up. Because when you love someone
whole - heartedly, you let go of yourself - to live is to love - so how
do you let go of someone you truely care about?

The truth is... I don't think you can, I think that no matter what
happens, whether you are together or not,
they are in your heart....
Always.




**I think this is 100% true. Heart [[<3]] it if you agree!! (: 
Sorry for the crappy coloring. It's 12:22 am and I'm tired.
Poem/love quote[[??]] from Photobucket, so technically 
I only own the coloring. 
1/2 ownage!! :D  

 
I'm screaming to be heard
But nobody's listening

Little Johnny is taking a shower with his mother and says, "Mom, what are those things on your chest!?" Unsure of how to reply, she tells Johnny to ask his dad at breakfast tomorrow, quite certain the matter would be forgotten.

Johnny didn't forget. The following morning he asked his father the same question. His father, always quick with the answers, says, "WhyJohnny, those are balloons. When your mommy dies, we can blow them up and she'll float to heaven." Johnny thinks that's neat and asks no more questions.

A few weeks later, Johnnys' dad comes home from work a few hours early. Johnny runs out of the house crying hysterically, "Daddy! Daddy! Mommy's dying!!" His father says, "Calm down son! Why do you think Mommy's dying?" "Uncle Harry is blowing up Mommys' balloons and she's screaming, "Oh God, I'm coming
Life Sucks Then you Die.
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there was a little girl that was beat by her father and if you do not post this she will turn up at your bed at 2:12 if you do not post it

i think I'm afraid to me happy because every time I'm happy something bad always happens.

-Charlie Brown-
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