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Name: wee its anne
Gender: Female
Interests: cheerleading, guitar, peanut butter, washing other people's dishes, furry-feathery-scaley creatures, frolicking on meadows, girls, ketchup, happy people, arachnids, black, christmas music, four eyed-13 toed-horn back-green pawed monsters with the ability to make me laugh, singing Disney songs, oh yes and bullying tall people...i'm a monster!
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8/18/2002
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| When we first met I never felt something so strong
You were like my lover and my best friend
All wrapped in one with a ribbon on it
And all of a sudden you went and left
I didn't know how to follow
It's like a shock that spun me around
And now my heart's dead
I feel so empty and hollow
And I'll never give myself to another way I gave it to you
You don't even recognize the ways you hurt me, do you?
It's gonna take a miracle to bring me back
And you're the one to blame
And now I feel like...
You're the reason why I'm thinking
I don't wanna smoke on all these cigarettes no more
I guess that's what I get for wishful thinking
Should've never let you enter my door
Next time you wanna go on and leave
I should just let you go on and do it
'Cause now I'm using like I bleed
It's like I checked into rehab
And baby, you're my disease.
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No matter what you say about love
I keep coming back for more
Keep my hand in the fire
Sooner or later, I'll get what I'm asking for
No matter what you say about life
I learn every time I bleed
That truth is a stranger
Soul is in danger, I gotta let my spirit free
To admit that I'm wrong
And then change my mind
Sorry but I have to move on
And leave you behind
I can't waste time so give it a moment
I realize, nothing's broken
No need to worry 'bout everything I've done
Live every second like it was my last one
Don't look back at a new direction
I loved you once, needed protection
You're still a part of everything I do
You're on my heart just like a tattoo
I'll always have you, Just like a tattoo
I'm sick of playing all of these games
It's not about taking sides
When I looked in the mirror, didn't deliver
It hurt enough to think that I could
Stop, admit that I'm wrong
And then change my mind
Sorry but I gotta be strong
And leave you behind
If I live every moment
Won't change any moment
Still a part of me and you
I will never regret you
Still the memory of you
Marks everything I do
Just like a tattoo
I'll always have you
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| I would give you the world and more, baby.
and I can't begin to tell you how sorry I am to have to let you go.
You'll never understand how much I love you, how much I long to hold you in my arms.
I wish, everyday, that things could be different, that things would be better
and I feel as though I have failed you.
Not a day has gone by when I haven't thought about you.
I love you so much
and I hope you never think otherwise--
not today, not tomorrow, not ever.
RIP ATLAS D.-NGO August 21, 2007 Tuesday, 12:36pm
"A child will never leave his mother's thoughts"
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| MISERY LOVES COMPANY.
it sickens me, how utterly blind and pathetic you are.
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| Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’97... wear sunscreen.
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.
The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists;
whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own
meandering experience.
I will dispense this advice.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Never mind. You will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you
and how fabulous you really looked.
You are NOT as fat as you imagine.
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is
as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm on
some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing every day that scares you.
Sing.
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.
Floss.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead,
sometimes you’re behind. The race is long, and in the end, it’s only
with yourself.
Remember compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Stretch.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life. The most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,
maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the
funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself, either. Your choices
are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body, use it every
way you can. Don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it,
it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.
Dance.
Even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.
Be nice to your siblings; they are your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go, but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography in lifestyle
because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when
you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard;
live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Travel.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians
will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble
and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust
fund, maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when
either one might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen.
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| ATTENTION ALL FEMALES!
I am in search of anyone who is interested in modeling and/or go-go dancing for Ladies of Underworld.
Underworld/Upcrew is the biggest 18+/21+ clubbing promotion company from San Francisco to LA.
We are looking for those who are well rounded, full of energy, and who would be dedicated to the business.
If you are interested or know anyone who is interested, please feel free to contact me on here or
aim sn: xrainbowsaregay
phone number: 408 394 4032
email: anne_do00@yahoo.com
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