this dude look good here huh? well, i like it.. so booyah to u!!"after a while u learn the subtle difference between HOLDIN A HAND, AND CHAINING A SOUL. you learn that kisses arent contracts and presents arent promises. you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child. you learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrows ground is too uncertain plans. after a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. so you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. you learn that you really can endure, that YOU REALLY ARE STRONG, and you really do have worth" --- i love u all......GOD bless all yall, especially those w/ hate in ur heart.....wHo sAid iT? MOOMOO SAID IT! DUH!lmao
If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you But make allowance for their doubting too, If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise: If you can dream--and not make dreams your master, If you can think--and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster And treat those two impostors just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, And stoop and build 'em up with worn-out tools:If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it all on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breath a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on!"If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings--nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too much, If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run, Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And--which is more--you'll be a Man, my son!
whEn u hAve fRiendS liKe minEs in uR liFe, u lEarn tHat u Can mAke uR own mOviEs!!! on me we should have our own t.v show!!tahaahaaaa...DONT ACT LIKE U WOULDNT WATCH US!!
ill watch these weirdos neDay!! lmao, sorry mel! ur still fine!!
BIBLE, there eyes were watching GOD
J E S U S.... and mY dAddy ..