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You
told me that you want to die
I
said I've been there myself more than a few times
And
I go back every once in a while
You
called me lucky, you.. you called me lucky
You
said tonight is a wonderful night to die
I
asked you how you could tell
You
told me to look at the sky
Look
at all those stars
Look at how goddamn ugly the stars are.
Love Is...
what is love anyways?
hurt?
sorrow?
pain?
grief?
despair?
beauty?
wonderful?
love
is my best friend
love is my worst enemy
love is butterflies in my stomach
love is here...
and gone, in a flash
love
is best
love is worst
love is time
love is trust
love betrayed me
i try to forget
i hate you love;until
we meet again...on a positive note.
how can we all fall in love? who says we have to have this feeling? it's...uncontrollable.
why do i hate it so much? why does it hate me?
love is more than a single tear drop
love is a billion crumbled tissues
on the floor
love is your hands strumming the guitar
love is your voice drawing me near
love is the way you hug
...the
way you kiss
...the way you speak
...the way you dress
love is the way you smell
....your hair
....all your
words i held onto too tightly
why can't i let you go love? are you not meant to be? i hate how only time can tell.
what
if i don't want to wait? then what? it's ok, in the meantime i'll crawl into my dark hole; i do know it so well.
love
is the brightest day
love is the darkest night
love is winning some
love is losing some alot
love is hope
love
is fate
love is disappointment
love is good while it lasts, i must admit. and they do say, "better to have loved
and lost then have never loved at all"--but i hate this feeling, the one of such loss.
love is envy
...compassion
love
is pretty
love is ugly
...my breath
...my death
love is...
~I think krista wrote this i dunno~
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Will Love You Forever
I love you so deeply,
I love you so much,
I love the sound of your
voice,
And the way that we touch,
I love your warm smile,
And your kind, thoughtful way,
The joy that you
bring,
To my life everyday,
I love you today,
As I have from the start,
And I'll love you forever,
With
all of my heart,
I love you.
As we grow up we learn that even the one person that wasnt suppose to ever let you down
probably will. You will have your heart broken probably more than once and its harder every time.You'll break hearts too,
so remember how it felt when yours was broken. You'll fight with your best friends and you might even fall in love with him.
You'll blame a new love for things an old one did. You'll cry because time is passing so fast and you'll eventually lose someone
you love. So take too many picrutes, laugh too hard, and love like you've never been hurt b/c every
minute you spent mad or upset is a minure of happiness that you'll never get back.
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~Just a cool thing my friend told me~
IF YOU TOOK THE
120,000 DOLLARS YOU SPEND ON COLLEGE AND BOUGHT CONDOMS ($0.63 EACH) YOU COULD HAVE SEX 132 TIMES A DAY OR 5.5 TIMES AN HOUR.
IF THAT SOUNDS A LITTLE TOO EXCESSIVE FOR YOU YOU COULD HAVE SEX THREE TIMES A DAY,
BUY A KEG FOR EVERY DAY (FOR ENTERTAINMENT), AND PURCHASE AN ESCALADE, AND YOU WOULD STILL HAVE $11.43 LEFT TO SPEND
ON WEED EVERY DAY FOR FOUR YEARS....WHAT THE HELL ARE WE DOING HERE?
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Yesterday
When boys ment "yuck"
and friends were new
dreams were unshattered
and worries few
When recess was too short
and life too long
decisions came easy
withour the need to belong
when storks delivered babies
and passions werent so strong
friendship were unbroken
right was right, wrong was wrong
when bad things didn't happen
and only skinned knees brougt tears
and the nightlight in its socket
quieted all of our fears
when farewell meant just for summer
and real friends didn't part
and fun went on forever
and never left a broken heart.
Ladies and gentlemen, i stand before you to stand behind
you to tell you something i know nothing about, Thursday,which is Good friday,we're having a father's day party for mother's
only. Admission is free,pay at the door,pull out a chair sit on the floor. Late one night in the middle of the day,two dead
soldiers got up to fight. back to back they faced each other,pulled out their swords and shot one another. A deaf policeman
heard the noise,got up and shot the twice dead boys. If you don't believe me,ask the blind man who saw it all, through a knothole
in a wooden brick wall
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