Quotes added on Wednesday, February 24 2010
Friends are like geece.
They are always together and never apart. When people
force them to leave eachother they bit them and fly off
laughing.
Don’t
ever let somebody tell you
you can’t do
something.
You got a dream? You gotta protect
it. People can't do something themselves,
they wanna tell you
that you can't do
it.You
want
something?
Go get
it.
♥ ♥ // THE PURSUIT OF HAPPYNESS
♥ ♥ // THE PURSUIT OF HAPPYNESS
Hello my bald
friends
Today my friends life ends
I don't understand why
Was he suppose to die?
He didn't have the flu
It's prolly because he's a Jew
That's why were in this camp
The guards push me around and call me a Tramp.
I HATE IT
All i can do is let them kick and spit
Or run away from their dogs when they sick them on me
I think cause of the dogs is the reason i can only partially see
Now i can't write
I'm even afraid to give the guards all my might
I think my uncle did
The reason i Questioned myself is cause we all look the same so i don't know who's my relative or some other kid
The Guards told me my uncle went home
But people in here say he went in a dome
Only thing i'm worried about
Is that no one saw him come out
I think he's prolly fine
He told me bout how he survived his other rough time
So he's prolly racking up a team
Ya know to fight the bad
Like the movies, but...i hate the movies cause i'm always left mad or sad.....
It's been forever since we've been here
less people show up and upon all of this were too tired to break a tear.
But i'm hearing whispers amongst people about a mysterious man
He supposedly comes out of nowhere and gives Jew's a helping hand
People say he's from USA
I hope so, cause i don't wanna stay.
I give my life less than a Timeline
And by then my heart will become a flat line
So they must hurry
Cause i wanna see my uncle Murray
And ask him where he's been
And see if he done anything to the mean men.
Oh i must hurry now
The bell done it's pow
It usually isn't pow'ed so much......
I wonder if there's a problem or such.
Lemme check it out
See what this powing is about...
OH! i hear a gun!
But it don't sound like the guards are having fun or their usual fun...
ITS THE MYSTERIOUS MAN
He's here to help my sore fragile hand
oh what a sight that i can see
Even my blind eye sees the beauty in he
the whole army is here to begin the free
oh yippee i'm finally out and now i can run out of here and flea
Today my friends life ends
I don't understand why
Was he suppose to die?
He didn't have the flu
It's prolly because he's a Jew
That's why were in this camp
The guards push me around and call me a Tramp.
I HATE IT
All i can do is let them kick and spit
Or run away from their dogs when they sick them on me
I think cause of the dogs is the reason i can only partially see
Now i can't write
I'm even afraid to give the guards all my might
I think my uncle did
The reason i Questioned myself is cause we all look the same so i don't know who's my relative or some other kid
The Guards told me my uncle went home
But people in here say he went in a dome
Only thing i'm worried about
Is that no one saw him come out
I think he's prolly fine
He told me bout how he survived his other rough time
So he's prolly racking up a team
Ya know to fight the bad
Like the movies, but...i hate the movies cause i'm always left mad or sad.....
It's been forever since we've been here
less people show up and upon all of this were too tired to break a tear.
But i'm hearing whispers amongst people about a mysterious man
He supposedly comes out of nowhere and gives Jew's a helping hand
People say he's from USA
I hope so, cause i don't wanna stay.
I give my life less than a Timeline
And by then my heart will become a flat line
So they must hurry
Cause i wanna see my uncle Murray
And ask him where he's been
And see if he done anything to the mean men.
Oh i must hurry now
The bell done it's pow
It usually isn't pow'ed so much......
I wonder if there's a problem or such.
Lemme check it out
See what this powing is about...
OH! i hear a gun!
But it don't sound like the guards are having fun or their usual fun...
ITS THE MYSTERIOUS MAN
He's here to help my sore fragile hand
oh what a sight that i can see
Even my blind eye sees the beauty in he
the whole army is here to begin the free
oh yippee i'm finally out and now i can run out of here and flea
Yeah,
so i gave you my heart. but you wanna no something? my heart isn't a toy. you can't play catch with it and then drop it. its not like a bouncy ball, it doesn't come back up perfect and normal. its not like a rubber band that once its shot it hurts but then feels better in about 5 minutes. and its sure the hell isn't like a cut, that can heal itself.
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so i gave you my heart. but you wanna no something? my heart isn't a toy. you can't play catch with it and then drop it. its not like a bouncy ball, it doesn't come back up perfect and normal. its not like a rubber band that once its shot it hurts but then feels better in about 5 minutes. and its sure the hell isn't like a cut, that can heal itself.
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increase the peace.
<3
loveee it?all yours.
Happiness is waking up, looking at the clock,
and finding that you still
have two hours left to sleep. Happiness is a side dish
of french fries. Happiness is a new
sweatshirt on a cold Saturday morning. Happiness is winning an argument with your sister. Happiness is having
something to look forward to. Happiness is the best seat at the parade. Happiness is having the bell ring just as you
are being called on to recite. Happiness is a big muscle. Happiness is loving your enemies. Happiness is hearing the
hearing the pediatrician say, "No, I guess she won't have to have a shot." Happiness is an autographed baseball.
Hapiness is being tickled under the chin. Happiness is coming home from the hospital. Happiness is a circus balloon.
Happiness is being named "Best in Show." Happiness is finally getting your big teeth. Happiness is a stack of old
comic books. Happiness is a Christmas vacation with no book reports to write. Happiness is catching snowflakes on
your tongue. Happiness is surprising your Dad by shoveling the sidewalk before he gets home. Happiness is licking
the bowl. Happiness is playing cards with Grandma. Happiness is sleeping in the back seat on the way home.
Happiness is getting all your Christmas "thank you" letters written. Happiness is singing "Blessed Assurance" at
Camp Meeting. Happiness is wearing the band from your Dad's cigar. Happiness us being too sick to go to school,
but not too sick to watch TV. Happiness is being able to walk home from school without having to worry about getting
sweatshirt on a cold Saturday morning. Happiness is winning an argument with your sister. Happiness is having
something to look forward to. Happiness is the best seat at the parade. Happiness is having the bell ring just as you
are being called on to recite. Happiness is a big muscle. Happiness is loving your enemies. Happiness is hearing the
hearing the pediatrician say, "No, I guess she won't have to have a shot." Happiness is an autographed baseball.
Hapiness is being tickled under the chin. Happiness is coming home from the hospital. Happiness is a circus balloon.
Happiness is being named "Best in Show." Happiness is finally getting your big teeth. Happiness is a stack of old
comic books. Happiness is a Christmas vacation with no book reports to write. Happiness is catching snowflakes on
your tongue. Happiness is surprising your Dad by shoveling the sidewalk before he gets home. Happiness is licking
the bowl. Happiness is playing cards with Grandma. Happiness is sleeping in the back seat on the way home.
Happiness is getting all your Christmas "thank you" letters written. Happiness is singing "Blessed Assurance" at
Camp Meeting. Happiness is wearing the band from your Dad's cigar. Happiness us being too sick to go to school,
but not too sick to watch TV. Happiness is being able to walk home from school without having to worry about getting
getting beaten up.
Happiness is a sad song. Happiness is
knowing
Happiness is a Sad Song
by Charles Schultz
you've
made
it through
one
more
day.
Happiness is a Sad Song
by Charles Schultz
YOU CAN BE
AS MAD
as a mad dog at the way things
went.You could swear,
curse the fates, but when it comes to the end,
curse the fates, but when it comes to the end,
you have
to let
go.
look at the stars
look how they shine for you and
everything you do ♥
