in the morning he tells me. therefore i set my bloody alarm clock for bloody 7:40 in the bloody morning, and wake up tired as whatever, (i was up till 12:30 something), and now it't 9 and still nothing!!! blood and bloody ashes!!!
I see the rain and right now there is nothing better i can think of doing then singing along with my love and the radio.
I hear the thunder and there is nothing better i can think of feeling than my love's arms holding my securely to him.
I feel the storm and right now there is nothing that i feel except lonely.
yeah im super bored and for anyone who feels the same way, just fill it out and send it to me. whatever you say, i won't laugh and i always answer mesages so have fun!
Fill This out and Send it to Me!
1.Who are you?
2. Are we friends?
3. When and how did we meet?
4. Do you have a crush on me?
5. Would you kiss me?
6. Give me a nickname and explain why you picked it.
7. Describe me in one word.
8. What was your first impression?
9. Do you still think that way about me now?
10. What reminds you of me?
11. If you could give me anything what would it be?
12. How well do you know me?
13. When's the last time you saw me?
14. Ever wanted to tell me something but couldn't?
15. Are you going to put this on your house and see what I say about you?
ok i know that's kinda immature but whatever. as long as i can distinguish between immaturity and just being weird im ok.
if i could wish for anything, it would be that i would always say what i have in my head. that i could put feelings to words, so that people would understand. so that when i am trying to help someone, i don't sound the same as anyone else. cause i really care. i want to be a mentor when i grow up, not as a all time job, but as something for to do. or maybe work on one of those phonelines for people who need to talk to someone. i would love doing that because it's just something i feel...i should do. and i like helping people with their problems or just talking to them, trying to make them laugh or crying with them about it. i want to be able to listen as well as talk.
We went strawberry picking today and got like 14 buckets of strawberries. I got the juice all over my fingers and my shirt, but my motto for stains is: Even more pretty colors on my clothes! It was awesome, and the strawberries were so sweet and juicy! Now i get why in the songs and poetry, people always say strawberries taste like spring or summer. They do!me and my mom were wondering how the strawberries turn from green to red, and i was wondering what strawberry wine tasted like. I still am. that and how to make it. That would be something i should do someday: just grab a bottle of strawberry wine and go somewhere remote...a small bottle of course. I could have my own private "ivory tower" for a while. Anway, we have all agreed that we'll have to eat strawberries all the time and that we won't need more for about 2 years. We freeze some and then make jam out of others. The jam is sooooo yummy! it's the best jam in the world! it's not to sweet and you know it's made with only strawberries. There are even chunks of strawberries in it! it is the bomb!
i have promised myself not to be sad today, and it's working great! the strawberry picking helped, and sasha's in a very very very very happy mood, and i'm going to see Kingdom of Heaven tonight. so i can't be sad today!
over and out till later,
J.
"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
ยป 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.
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