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Friday, March 02, 2007

 

I love when you surprise me for dinner.

I love when you hold my hand.

I love when you kiss me goodnight.

But I love the most is when you give me a rose.

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Have you ever wanted to die,

But lie and say

Everything is fine?

Don't wish that because

If it happened

You'd make someone else wish they had.

 

 

Girl : Would you catch me if I fell?
Boy : Always and forever.
Girl : Would you jump off a bridge for me?
Boy : Even without a parachute.
Girl : Would you die for me?
Boy : A thousand painful deaths.
Girl : What would you do if I went to jail?
Boy : Nothing. I would be there with you.
Girl : If I died would you cry?
Boy : An ocean full of tears.
Girl : Will you always love me?
Boy : Until the end of time and longer.

 

   

  

    

   

 


Thursday, June 08, 2006

A mother passing by her daughter's bedroom was astonished to see the bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then she saw an envelope propped up prominently on the center of the bed. It was addressed, "Mom." With the worst premonition, she opened the envelope and read the letter with trembling hands:

Dear Mom: It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing you. I had to elope with my new boyfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Dad and you. I've been finding real passion with Ahmed and he is so nice-even with all his piercings, tattoos, beard, and his motorcycle clothes. But it's not only the passion Mom, I'm pregnant and Ahmed said that we will be very happy. He already owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. He wants to have many more children with me and that's now one of my dreams too. Ahmed taught me that marihuana doesn't really hurt anyone and we'll be growing it for us and trading it with his friends for all the cocaine and ecstasy we want. In the meantime, we'll pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Ahmed can get better; he sure deserves it!! Don't worry Mom, I'm 15 years old now and I know how to take care of myself. Someday I'm sure we'll be back to visit so you can get to know your grand children.

Your daughter, Judith

PS: Mom, none of the above is true. I'm over at the neighbor's house. I just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than my report card that's in my desk center drawer. I love you! Call when it is safe for me to come home.


Wednesday, May 17, 2006

smile

 


Sunday, April 23, 2006

On the first day of school this year, chances are that you were so excited--making new friends, starting fresh, finding new love, hanging out with your friends, as well as developing new crushes.
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In the middle of the year, you couldn't wait till school was over. You thought "Damn! When is this gonna be over?!?!'' or "Summers gonna be awesome!! No teachers, just chillin with my friends!!!"
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And here we are now. Summer's just around the corner. People are preparing to move on and some graduating. Now, you look back and think "Man! That was fast!!! I wish I could slow it down...'' You'll never forget this school year, no matter what it was like. 
If you have something to say, you better say it now. Now is the time to tell somebody how you really feel. Don`t wonder, know.

Live life.
Love.
Learn.
and forgive.


Wednesday, April 19, 2006

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do

Never regret something
that once made you
smile.

Everytime we pass in the halls,
I try to look into his eyes.
But every time, I think
What if he looks back?
But then that means he was looking at me.

You were the one that shattered my heart.
I know that things will never be the same after this.
But I still can't help myself when I dream about
what could have been.

Every time I escape into a book,
I lose my sense of reality.

 



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