sparkling of the waters. |
barefooted and bra less, I Climbed right up on the coffee table and danced, dipped,
cha-chinged to the sounds of the cash register clanking.Bubble
eyed gold fished swam in the bathtub, and kitty cat... Posted by on Fri, 15 Jan 2010 18:33:00 GMT |
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Posted by on Sun, 10 Jan 2010 22:07:00 GMT |
I Am Not Yours |
I Am Not Yours by Sara TeasdaleI am not yours, not lost in you, Not lost, although I long to be.Lost as a candle lit at noon, Lost as a snowflake in the sea.You love me, and I find you still. A spirit... Posted by on Sun, 10 Jan 2010 20:21:00 GMT |
only god can judge me |
1.I think LOVE has no gender.You don't think its right? then that's your opinion.But don't try to tell people how to LOVE when all you clearly know how to do is HATE.2. If other people want to marry,t... Posted by on Wed, 06 Jan 2010 14:00:00 GMT |
Pisces :) (me,mom,charles,rochelle,and others) |
PiscesStrengths / Weaknesses:Intuitive / Emotional and sensitive Empathetic / Prone to wistfulness Not interested in material things / Has mood swings Has a sharp memory / Inflexible 20th February to ... Posted by on Mon, 28 Dec 2009 01:53:00 GMT |
the golden angel in my dreams. |
pretty little girl,you can't seem to find the time of dayits my voice you can't stand to hear,every time he singsI know its my eyes your really staring into,every time he blinksand every time your on ... Posted by on Sun, 27 Dec 2009 23:32:00 GMT |
Box of Glass |
I told my heart to close its eyes,its not prepared to feel this way.I'm not a forever and ever kind of girl,but i want right now stay.I know sometimes i don't make sense,and my blood sometimes burns.... Posted by on Wed, 23 Dec 2009 16:49:00 GMT |
Nicholas Sparks. |
In the novel, a 17-year-old girl named Ronnie is visiting her father in
North Carolina for the summer. Her parents are divorced and she's
trying to make the best of a bad situation. While visiting h... Posted by on Sun, 13 Dec 2009 20:44:00 GMT |
arsenic. |
arsenic.
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lip stain. |
When your made all of clay,too many people try to mold youWhen your made throughout all of rock,no one wants to hold youI don't speak of how i feel,because I never want to listenmind made of dust,wash... Posted by on Thu, 10 Dec 2009 11:13:00 GMT |