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Monday, April 26, 2010


After so long together, so many words passed between you and him, and all the love you thought there could ever be was shared, you wake up out of this dream only to realize that the hand you reached for every morning is no longer there, as it never will be again. You wonder why God chose you to go through this nightmare, this pain of wanting something you can't have back, and why everything; the love of your life ever said to you was all lies. He's found somebody else, and as your heart is breaking, his is being over taken by her. But remember this, everyone has that one person out there who will love you and cherish you until your dying day, and even though it may not seem true now, that day will come, and you will realize that the man you were once in love with was just a taste of everything to come in this new love, and the feeling of finally knowing you've found that one person will over turn the feeling of pain and suffering, learn to let go, and learn to trust again, for if you live your life in wonder, thats wasted time of what could be passion, and happiness, and if that happiness is wasted, it's a moment never to be givin back. Love life and live it to the fullest.

:) i hope u like my advice.:)and will convince u tat im a good person u can be frend wif.:)no matter wat..jus be urself n u noe someone is there tat will always be placed in ur heart if u r sincere.ok..?:)love u readers..kisses :)

7:21 PM

Most people think life sucks, and then you die. Not me. I beg to differ. I think life sucks, then you get cancer, then your dog dies, your husband leaves you, the cancer goes into remission, you get a new dog, you get remarried, you owe ten million dollars in medical bills but you work hard for thirty five years and you pay it back and then one day you have a massive stroke, your whole right side is paralyzed, you have to limp along the streets and speak out of the left side of your mouth and drool but you go into rehabilitation and regain the power to walk and the power to talk and then one day you step off a curb at Sixty-seventh Street, and BANG you get hit by a city bus and then you die. :(

haha!

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7:19 PM

I'm skinny, so I must be bulemic or anorexic.
I'm emo, so I must cut my wrists.
I'm black, so I must be on welfare.
I'm Hispanic, so I must be dirty.
I'm Asian, so I must love math.
I'm Jewish, so I must be greedy.
I'm gay, so I must have AIDS.
I'm a lesbian, so I must live in San Francisco.
I'm Arab, so I must be a terrorist.
I'm a single mom, so I must be a slut.
I'm old, so I probably cant drive.
I'm overweight, so I most likely have a problem with self control.
I'm religious, so I must shove my beliefs down your throat.
I'm republican, so I must not care about poor people.
I'm democrat, so I must not believe in being responsible.
I'm from the south, so I must be white trash.
I take anti-deppressants, so I must be crazy.
I'm a man, so I only want to get into your pants.
I'm a woman, so I must think irrationally.
I'm a Christian, so I must be a boring prude.
I'm Irish, so I must have a bad drinking problem.
I'm Indian, so I must own a 7-11.
I'm Native American, so I must dance around a fire screaming like a savage, or be apart of a gaming casino.
I dont live with my child, so I must be a dead beat dad.
I have never had sex, so i must be a prude.
I'm a prep, so I must eat and breathe Abercrombie and Fitch.
I'm a teenager, so I must drink and do drugs.
I'm a cheerleader, so I must be a whore.
I'm a punk, so I must do drugs.
I'm young, so I must be naive.
I'm rich, so I must be a snob, conceited.
I skateboard, So i must smoke cigarettes.
I wear black, so I must be gothic.
I smell, so I must be a hobo.
Im a black male, so i must be a thief.
I roll wit alot of dudes, so i must be easy/tom boy
I'm blonde, so I must not be smart.
I get good grades, so i must like school.
I'm homeless, so i must be a bum
I'm white, so i must be racist.
I'm a high school dropout, so i must not be able to carry a intelligent converastion.

please dun copy and paste.:)i made tis in 2 hrs..

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