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Debra

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About Me

Does anybody really care? Admit it, you just skim this part cuz it's not about YOU.Do you really care? Admit it, you skip this part-cuz it's not about YOU!
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My Interests

I'd like to meet:

I've already met the person I would most like to meet. I'd just like to spend an hour with him and his wife to see if they are as amazing as I think they are. Can't do it, cuz I'm a step away from a stalker.

My Blog

The monsters that sleep in my bed

I wear my hate like a second skin. Worse, I think I'm pretty comfortable living with hate as my constant, sneering shadow and hardly notice anymore. And to all of the people who want to say somet...
Posted by on Thu, 07 Feb 2008 17:40:00 GMT

hurry

Seriously, how in the hell do people stand this? I feel like crazy is rising up from my chest and moving toward my head. Please go fast please go fast please go fast... I guess I should probably put a...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Dec 2007 15:11:00 GMT

My girl

I love Sade. For a person who can't ever seem to find the right words, or never knows what or how to say them; every once in a while, a one liner reminds me that Sade loves me. I am one of her favorit...
Posted by on Mon, 03 Dec 2007 21:37:00 GMT

Bye

I don't like these anymore. Blogs are stupid. Everybody's stupid. The world is stupid. Why am I writing crap on here anyway? That's stupid. My boy's birthday today. Went to see him. They wouldn't let ...
Posted by on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 16:03:00 GMT

Nice and easy now

I'm thinking if I just don't take too deep of a breath... Maybe. Maybe. Maybe. We'll see how it goes. Hope I don't end up oxygen deprived or something. hahaha Like that could make me more crazy. I hat...
Posted by on Thu, 20 Sep 2007 17:29:00 GMT

"Since when is life fair?"

Ryan will turn 21 in two days. The fourth birthday away from home. I couldn't hold it tonight and cried like a baby-making it so much worse for both of us. But I'll give him this. He gives new meaning...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Sep 2007 20:31:00 GMT

Photograph

I can't get used to living here-my heart is broke-my tears I cry for you. I want you here to have and hold-as the years go by, I'm weaker, old and gray. R Starr Thank you, Lissa.    
Posted by on Sat, 08 Sep 2007 20:31:00 GMT

September Morn...Noon...Eve

For three long years I have hated September. I hate the changing of the seasons and the 21st looms large in my mind. It used to be my favorite month. Changing of the seasons, and the 21st loomed large...
Posted by on Thu, 06 Sep 2007 19:50:00 GMT

The Boss said it best

Now every woman, every man We're just trying to take a stand Feel the love of God within us And the faith that He demands Got my finger on the trigger Tonight faith just ain't enough When I look into ...
Posted by on Tue, 04 Sep 2007 19:38:00 GMT

Over

College football started today. It might hurt slightly less if someone reached into my chest and pulled out my heart. But I'm not sure.  
Posted by on Sat, 01 Sep 2007 14:15:00 GMT