"Did you know that those who spend their time protecting others are the
ones that really need some one to protect them?"

with this in mind, let us now think on this: the only people who are ever going to help you, need help more than you. really comforting isn't it? well, maybe you should try helping them, instead of looking to them for all the answers, all your protection.

"...I got up this morning and the first thing I did was check on her becouse she is scared of storms... I found her in a little ball in the back of the porch... I wish it was this mornibg so I can see her again"

-C. O. Hughes

about her dog, life, love, baby; Maple

oh my gosh!! 'sandar's ([zachlover4ever and always]) dog is getting taken away for supposedly almost killing two other dogs, and they're taking the dog to her grandparent's house, and 'sandar doesn't know if they're gonna put her to sleep, or just keep her there, but either way she won't get to see her dog at all!!! she misses the dog already...and she says it's all her fault...little question i have:

Why does life always have to be unfair?! Why do people who need only little things to make them happy always get those things taken away, while those who need everything always have everything?! it's not fair, but when is it ever...damn.

YOU HAVE TO TELL EVERYONE ABOUT ZACH but I like it it is funny my foot does have a mind of its own SO GET USED TO IT but after this school year is up you won't have to worry about it until next yea *smile evily* that was my foot talking but you got my age wrong on the house thing I am 12 turning 13 in 8 months you said some nice things I didn't know you could say and it is like you know everything about me I find that quit weird but funny THANKS you really are a good friend I thought it was hopeless that I would ever find a friend like me

that from 'thander...she rocks!!! lol the reason for the message: i kinda influenced her to go to ET, and now i'm telling her everything, and i made her housey!!! go see! [zachlover4ever and always]

Sister Hazel
» Come Around

Sky fell down and pulled us in
Stole away my oxygen
And left me standin' breathless there with you
The ocean wrapped around the sun
The smell of June - the taste of your tongue
Was all I'd ever need

I - well I wanna be clear
Well I needed you here
And I'm waiting you out
But you - you don't have a clue
And I'd drive right through
To find you anywhere

[Pre-Chorus]
Sky fell down and pulled us in
Stole away my oxygen
And left me standin' breathless there with you
The ocean wrapped around the sun
The smell of June - the taste of your tongue
Was all I'd ever need

[Chorus]
But you - you keep on waiting
For the sun to come around
And you - you keep on waiting
For something better - better off to come around

You - well you wanted more time
So I gave you more time
Oh but I am the sun that waits to come around

[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]

Oh but you were a restless soul
Where's the next best thing
While I waited for you
All my life waited for you to come around
Come around

[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]

Come around - come around
You're better off to come around
Come around - come around


here's another love song; though my favorite part is the chorus

http://lyrics.rare-lyrics.com/S/Sister-Hazel.html

if i ever fall in love, this is the song i want us to sing. and i want it to be about us

i wish i ment the world to someone.
i wish a guy loved me.
i wish i could cry one someone's shoulder.
i wish people didn't just look at the surface.
i wish wishes were real.
that all i want.

Weston, you know you could've stopped him. You're bigger and stronger than him and you could've stopped him from hurting me. Why didn't you? Do you like to see me getting beat up? Maybe it's seeing me trying to hold back tears from the pain? Maybe you like laughing at me when a tear slips out. Even if you hate me, I always stop him from hurting you, even though he hurts me because of it. You could've stopped him.

hidden within anything is everything

Mar and i are very different from the rest of the family. I'm positive we are.

It's Real

There are many who turn their faces;
Preferring sunsets and happy places.
Because what's in our eyes chases--
Chases away their dream-lands with reality cases.

Little kids crying 'cause Daddy left home;
Lost teenage girls with no where to go;
Then there's that boy pushing pills down his throat--
But you still won't see reality.

A young mother beat to death
Protecting her child with her very last breath;
A hungry little child within a hidden cleft
All know the road of reality.

A premature woman sobbing on the bed,
After what she's done, she wishes she were dead;
The empty-eyed boy with the gun held to his head:
Still, you won't think of reality.

In our world, very little may seem
At all as you thought it would in your dream.
Suddenly seeing, you begin to scream--
Now you know--reality.

-J. K. Maxwell

I look into my mirror
And she stares back at me.
Long we glare at one another;
No end is close to see.

Who's eyes within this face are set?
Who's hair of golden hue?
Who's tears are these that stream
From eyes of darkest blue?

Who's face is this, so very sad?
Who's eyes with shadows wrought?
Who's brows now crease together
With every weary thought?

I smile at this stranger,
Conjured from out my mind.
To my surprise, she smiles back;
At least she has the time.

I laugh aloud, and so does she,
'Tis like we're both the same,
Soon I find myself wondering
'Does she maybe have a name?'

We start off simply looking,
And then we get to talking,
Soon, we do it everyday;
I before the mirror stalking.

I stare into the mirror;
But not her face I see:
Instead, there is a demon there,
Reaching out for me.

I try to run away,
But the demon from the mirror
Follows, grabbing for me,
Its hands are getting nearer.

I get a close up view of it,
And to my horror find
The face it wears upon its head
Is nothing less than mine!

Terrified beyond all words,
I look, and pray to find
Something with which to break
The mirror, left behind.

A book, it is my saviour!
I throw it at the glass,
The demon- now it shatters,
Upon the lively-hood of my past.

I fall with it to the floor,
I share this demon's pain.
Horrified, I realize
All my efforts were in vain:

The mirror held the image
Of what I had become.-
My mind now oh so broken-
My body begins to numb.

I stare blindly at the mirror,
Now shattered on the floor,
Millions of tiny images
Of what is never more.


Broken Mirror
J. K. Maxwell

You think you're all messed up..
You think you're not quite there..
You think that there's no point..
That no one really cares..


Your life keeps getting worse...
Nothing ever seems to go right..
You are crying all the time..
Wishing to see some light..


Your body keeps on crying..
Your heart screams in despair..
Your soul mourns in sadness..
Wishing someone was there..


Your skin begins to tremble..
You think how to end the pain..
Then a thought comes to mind..
And then it begins to rain..


You find yourself on a bridge..
About to end it all..
Your foot reaches the edge..
And then you begin to fall..


As you fall into darkness...
Your life flashes before your eyes..
You smile to yourself..
Knowing it was all lies..


You're falling down to hell..
Then from your mouth a scream..
You let it all go..
Your hope, faith, and dreams...


Then you hit the ground...
Your eyes wide in fear...
Your body hurts and aches...
You wish it would end here...


You look around and find...
You're in a small white room..
It's pouring rain outside..
Thundering going boom..


You close your eyes and hope..
That God will kill you now..
You don't know how much more to take..
You don't know when or how..


Then around the corner..
Your eyes begin to see...
A girl silently crying..
That girl being me...


I look up at you...
And I meet your face..
You looked so scared and angry..
I know you hate the place..


I see you through the window..
A tear rolls down my cheek..
I can't stand seeing you like this..
It's not all slick and sleek..


A smile curls your lips...
As you hold that knife up high..
I scream no out to you...
Then it falls from the sky...


I ran inside the room..
I saw you lying there..
Covered all in blood...
It was everywhere...


I landed on my knees...
Holding you close to me..
Crying like I never have...
Wishing it wouldn't be..


The next day you had a funeral..
Your family and friends came..
You didn't know they loved you..
All of them the same...


Maybe if you looked around..
You'd have seen so many care..
That someone has always loved you..
Someone's always been there...


I hope you lie in peace...
For the rest of time...
I pray that you'll be happy...
That God always keeps you mine..


I loved you then and always will..
With every inch of my heart...
I'll keep you right here safely..
I promise we'll never part...


So to anyone who thinks you're lonely..
Open your eyes and see...
That someone always cares...
And that's including me...



it's not mine, but it's a beautiful dirge

so tired...clayton's guitar playing was...captivating, enrapturing, spellbinding, beautiful....the first time in my life that i've ever just sat on the edge of my seat with my mouth hanging open for music. i don't care if everyone thinks that now, since i was clapping hard and grinning like an idiot, i like, him: anytime he plays during break, i'm listening!....so beautiful....can't stop saying that....awesome, wonderful beautiful music...

You're just like any other guy i've ever had any kind of relationship with: you just wanted to use me. Even if we're just friends, you used me. i would try to make you feel better, then when you did, you'd leave and i sit and wait for you to come back and talk to me like we used to. you never do.

I thought you would be my friend,
Till the very end.
I thought, maybe, you were the one.
But now you won't talk to me
So I guess your fling's done.

i need friends, but not friends like you! i don't need friends that use me to make themselves feel better, or give them momentary happiness, comfort, w/e: i have enough guys who want that already! i told you i would always be there for you, i tried to make you feel better when you were sad, every time you didn't want to talk, i told myself, "he has a reason.", I NEVER TRIED TO HURT YOU!!! but now that you feel better, and have someone else to comfort you, you don't need me. I would say that i don't care, but i don't lie about things like that. Know that tonight, i'll cry in my pillow, as i did so many other times for you.

Could it really be you?
Do my eyes seek to fool?
I've waited for this long,
How I've dreamed and held on,
But when do dreams become reality?

While you held me tenderly,
I knew within my heart
That no matter what happened,
The love we have shall not slacken:
True love holds stronger than a grave.

In the night, we'd sit and watch
The moon travel 'cross the sky and talk.
You would gently caress my hair,
Looking into my eyes with care.
True love holds stronger than a grave.

Sometimes, you'd chase me around,
Laughing, as we both fell to the ground.
It was so much fun just to be with you,
Know that however much I loved you, you loved me too.
True loves holds stronger than a grave.

The trees above you burst with color,
The vibrant, beautiful colors of summer.
All alone, I stand there, smiling slightly
For even now, I see you, laughing lightly:
True love holds stronger than a grave.

Stronger Than a Grave
J. K. Maxwell

She sits here
In the soft shade of the graceful willow
She knows know he won’t come
But still she waits for him
To ride in on his white horse and save her life from this chaos
The one she trusted most betrayed her
Sticking swords through her heart before leaving with another
Her heart sores thinking someday
Maybe she’ll meet him
See him
Touch his face
She longs to know the real him, the one she’d never met but always loved
Although she knows like many others that this wish will never come true
She still holds hopes
Grasping on to them with every ounce of strength without moving a muscle
All at the same time
As the insanity of the moment threatens to consume her whole
She knows she’ll stay afloat in the wake of these new terrors


She understands why he may leave her
On this hill of flowing nothingness
Leaving her to listen to the mournful song of the winds
As she waits for her rescue from her demons
The sky a shattering blue above
The mocking green below
She sits in between leaving and coming
A child trapped in the wrong form
Always outside looking in
On everything good she’s been blessed with
She left nothing
But has everything
Her heart aches
Despite her true luckiness
Never stopping to the side of light

not mine but ain't it perdy?

http://www.comclub.org/lj/fsquiz.php

ya'll gotta go there!! it's a quizz, but it's so true!!!! so right it's wrong...

"Here's to the crazy ones.
The misfits.
The rebels.
The troublemakers.
The Round pegs in square holes.
The ones who see things differently.
They're not fond of rules.
And they have no respect for the status quo.
You can praise them, disagree with them,
quote them,
disbelieve them, glorify or vilify them.
About the only thing you can't do is ignore them.





Because they change things.
They invent.
They imagine.
They heal.
They explore.
They create.
They inspire.
They push the human race forward.
We make tools for these people.
While some see them as the crazy ones,
we see genius.
Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world,
are the ones who do."
-Steve Jobs


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