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  1. make some time to read this
    11th Jul 2009 21:31
    15 years, 4 months & 21 days ago
  2. LoVe
    20th May 2009 19:07
    15 years, 6 months & 12 days ago
  3. "i scary way to break up"
    4th Feb 2009 18:57
    15 years, 9 months & 25 days ago
  4. must read! soo soo sad!
    11th Nov 2008 15:34
    16 years & 18 days ago
  5. my poetry
    19th Sep 2008 22:28
    16 years, 2 months & 10 days ago
  6. so sad
    23rd May 2008 13:10
    16 years, 6 months & 9 days ago
  7. so sad
    23rd May 2008 13:09
    16 years, 6 months & 9 days ago
make some time to read this
15 years, 4 months & 21 days ago
11th Jul 2009 21:31






this is a GUY TALKING.......


IT'S 7TH GRADE.......




I stared at the girl next to me......She was my so called 'best
friend'... I stared at her... Long, silky hair....... And I wished she was
mine... But she didn't notice me like that........ I knew it... After class she
walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before...
And I handed them to her... She said 'thanks'... And gave me a kiss on the
cheek.... I wanted to tell her...... I want her to know that I don't want to
be 'just friends'... I love her but I'm too shy to tell her.... And I don't
know why...










IT'S JU NIOR YEAR.....




My phone rang............. On the ot her end it was her... She was in
tears... Mumbling on and on about how her love had broken her heart... She
asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone... So I did... As
I sat next to her on the sofa... I stared at her soft eyes... Wishing she
was mine...... After 2 hours..... A Drew Barrymore movie... And 3 bags of
chips..... She decided to go to sleep... She looked at me.. Said 'thanks'
and gave me a kiss on the cheek... I wanted to tell her.... I want her to
know...... That I don't want to be 'just friends'... I love her but I'm too
shy to tell her..... And I don't know why...










IT'S SENIOR YEAR...




The day before prom... She walked to my locker..... 'My date is sick'
she said... He's not going to go.... Well.... I didn't have a date and in
7th grade... We made a promise that if neiter of us had dates... We'd go
together just as 'best friends'... And so we did...........










IT'S PROM NIGHT....




After everything was over with... I was standing at her front door
step....... I stared at her ..... She smiled at me... I wanted her to be mine.....
But she doesn't think of me like that... And I know i t... Then she said 'I
had the best time..... Thanks!'... And she gave me a kiss on the cheek..... I
wanted to telll her... I wanted her to know that I don't want to be 'just
friends'... I love her but I'm just too shy.... And I don't know why....










IT'S GRADUATION DAY.....




A day passed... And then a week... And then a month... Before I
could blink.... It was graduation day.... I watched her.... Perfect body...
Floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma... I wanted her to be
mine.... But she doesn't think of me that way... And I know it....... Before
everyone went home.... She came to me in her smock and hat......... And cried as
I hugged her... Then she lifted her head from my shoulders and said 'you're
my best friend'.... 'Thanks!'... And gave me a kiss on the cheek....... I wanted
to tell her... I wanted to know that I wanted to be more than 'just
friends'..... I love her but I'm too shy.... And I don't know why...










IT'S A FEW YEARS LATER......




Now I sit in the pews of the church... A church that she is getting
married in now... I watched her say 'I do' an drive off to her new life....
Married to another man... I wanted her to be mine.... But she didn't see me
like that... And I knew=2 0it... But before she drove away... She came to me
and said 'You came!... Thanks!'... And she kissed me on the cheek... I
wanted to tell her... I wantd her to know that I didn't want to be 'just
friends'.... I love her but I'm just too shy.... And I don't know why....










YEARS PASSED...




I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my 'best
friend'.... At the service they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high
school years... This is what it said... 'I stare at him... Wishing he was
mine..... But he doesn't notice me like that... And I know it.... I wanted to
tell him... I wanted him to know.... That I don't want to be 'just
friends'...... I love him but I'm just too shy... And I don't know why... I
wish he would tell me he loved me'... I wish I did too.... I thought to
myself and I cried...




REPOST THIS IN THE NEXT 20 MINUTES AND


SOMEONE WILL TELL YOU THEY


LOVE YOU


AND WOULD DO ANYTHING FOR YOU.... BUT IF YOU


BREAK THIS CHAIN YOU WILL HAVE


RELATIONSHIP PROBLEMS FOR THE NEXT 13


YEARS!!


SINCE U OPENED THIS


SOMETHING GOOD


WILL


HAPPEN TO U AT 11:52 PM


IF YOU'RE A GIRL POST THIS AS 'Why cant he tell me!!!'
IF YOU'RE A BOY POST THIS AS 'I wanna tell her'





LoVe
15 years, 6 months & 12 days ago
20th May 2009 19:07

imagine the unthinkable...




love like you've never been hurt...




laugh like you're not dying on the inside...




cry like no one knows what's going on...




never regret...




... because regrets are mistakes that you didn't learn from...




and most of all...




walk with your head held high...




a strong heart even though its been broken soo many times...




a ready mind...




a steady heart-beat...




and a smile to cover up the pain!

"i scary way to break up"
15 years, 9 months & 25 days ago
4th Feb 2009 18:57



****I dont believe this, but i got chill bumps ....... A SCARY WAY TO BREAK UP!!!!! DO NOT stop reading this or something bad will happen!!!!!!!! One day, Sarah was walking home from school when her boyfriend drove by and honked at her to get in. She got in his car and he drove her to the lake. Her boyfriend said he was going to tell her something very important. Sarah could have sworn he was going to propose. However, he flicked her off, pushed her in the lake and yelled, "I am breaking up with you, you awful .......!! I hate you and I think that maybe you should just end your .............. life! DUMB ....................!!!" He laughed and drove off. It was a very cold day. Sarah climbed out of the lake, freezing cold, and feeling the worst she had in her entire life. She got home went in a hot bath, and slit her wrists and died in the bathtub. Her parents yelled and screamed at her to get out until they finally broke the door down. They saw no body, but the entire bathroom was dripping with her blood. Her mom went insane and killed herself three days later, her dad is in prison, accused of murder. Later that week, Sarah's exboyfriend was taking a shower when she came from the drain, rotting and bloody, with a razor in her hand and said "Goodbye Jason." She cut his throat before he could scream. If you do not repost this with the title "1 scary way to break up", you are a heartless ..............and Sarah come to you in the shower from the drain, and will kill you the same way she killed her boyfriend. 24 ppl have broken this chain and died you have 13 minutes

must read! soo soo sad!
16 years & 18 days ago
11th Nov 2008 15:34



I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back.



The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.



The Cashier said, "I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll."



Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny,

are you sure I don't have enough money?''



The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.''



Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.



The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.



Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.



"It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas.



She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her."



I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry.



But he replied to me sadly. "No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there."



His eyes were so sad while saying this. "My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''



My heart nearly stopped.



The little boy looked up at me and said: "I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall."



Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me "I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me."



"I love my mommy and I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister."



Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.



I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. "Suppose we check

again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?''



"OK" he said, "I hope I do have enough." I added some of my money to his with out him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.



The little boy said: "Thank you God for giving me enough money!"



Then he looked at me and added, "I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!''



"I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.''



"My mommy loves white roses."



A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.



I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.



I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.



Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young

woman and a little girl.



The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical

state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the

life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma.



Was this the family of the little boy?



Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.



I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.



She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.



I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is

still, to this day, hard to imagine.



And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.



Now you have 2 choices:



1) Repost this message, or



2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart
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my poetry
16 years, 2 months & 10 days ago
19th Sep 2008 22:28

My Poetry

note- all of this poetry has been writen by me! mm me if you want to copy my poetry! thanks!

The Colors of Fall
When the leaves are changing and rearanging becoming the colors of the morning suns glow it has so much to say and so much to show.
The weather is cold the rains coming down.
I am outside and dont hear a sound, the colors of leaves brighten the night they are the only thing that are in sight.
The veiw from the treetops the veiw from the sea, when I see those colors it reminds me i'm free!

if you want to read another one of my poems go to C:\Documents and Settings\Compaq_Administrator\My Documents\My poetry.htm

  1. make some time to read this
    11th Jul 2009 21:31
    15 years, 4 months & 21 days ago
  2. LoVe
    20th May 2009 19:07
    15 years, 6 months & 12 days ago
  3. "i scary way to break up"
    4th Feb 2009 18:57
    15 years, 9 months & 25 days ago
  4. must read! soo soo sad!
    11th Nov 2008 15:34
    16 years & 18 days ago
  5. my poetry
    19th Sep 2008 22:28
    16 years, 2 months & 10 days ago
  6. so sad
    23rd May 2008 13:10
    16 years, 6 months & 9 days ago
  7. so sad
    23rd May 2008 13:09
    16 years, 6 months & 9 days ago