don't know if these will work but a sweethearted friend of mine sent them to cheer me up and i thank them for it

if anyone ask about my mood you'll either get a none of your business or nothing important depending on the person

this was writen by [Diiwica] and i think i have the ending for her but i want to know what people think about it:


They were in love, deep true hearted love. The two were never happier, with a baby on the way. Nothing could be more perfect, other than the fact that people would constantly try to get involved with them day in and day out. Constantly telling them that, thy were doing the wrong thing and that they were to young to know what TRUE love was. That is were they were wrong, their age didn’t matter. They did indeed love one another, as well as their unborn child.
The loved one another more than anything in the world, nothing could tear them apart, or so they thought. She lost the child. The stress got to her, the fears ate away ate her day in and day out. Making her toss and turn in her sleep, making her jumpy as she walked down the street, the hallways. Everything became far too much for her, and in the tossing and turning of her deep slumber, she fell off of her bed. Pulling to block the fall only seconds to late. Landing on my stomach and abdomen losing the child.
Nothing was ever the same between them. Things got harder, they both became depressed. Things all around got rough. But they still tried and still loved one another with all their hearts. Both holding hopes that one day things would get better and they would have the chance to have a child again.
He in the mean time planed something most wonderful and tear jerking plan. The plan was a sure fire way to get her happy again. A way to ease the pain and make things better again. HE wanted to Propose to her. Not just any were but at Disney’s Cinderella’s castle. Before he did that he wanted to know if she meant it. He pushed her away to another guy. She came back to him. He pushed her away again. She came back to his side shortly after, again. Each time she came back to him. But things started to fall apart. They slipped and slipped. Until their love became nothing but a friendship.
She fell for another. But she said nothing to that person. He knew, and yet again did something that drove knives through a both of them alike. He told her to go to the other guy, and talked her into it until she decided that she would give it an honest good hearted try. He convinced the other guy to ask her. He did. They went together.
In return the girl felt that she owed him. More than she already owed him. She talked to he best friend that liked the guy so. She talked to him. The two started going out as well. Now she loves another and the other loves her…


Is this the end of a bad gone good and romantic, or will it end in tragedy?


Really people i do need an ending.. couldnt thing of anything. want to help?

hey im just getting sick and tired of all the hell of everything so im not going to delete anything but the pictures of myself and them im going to pretty much get off of here for good

what in the hell is wrong with me lately, i keep forgetting important stuff like dates and stuff im supposed to do and i lose everything and i've been getting horrible migrains to the point of wanting to black out just to get rid of it and it's just driving me nuts i mean i black out and end up getting into a fight with my brother like im a puppet with the whole knowing whats going on but not controling the body kind of thing, which is why i've got to go to court in a week from wednesday and i don't remember half the stuff that happened at night and im going to end up getting screwed becuz of the court system.....it's bull shit when all this shit is happening to you and when you are the police station and you tell one of the dumbass cops that you want to talk to a lawyer but will cooreport none the less and all the cop does is stare at you like you insane and this was all in about 5 minutes time period(no offense to kiersty's dad because he's a cool guy) but i just don't need a court date to go along with the migrains and the rest of my freaking problems

nice to know the guards are not worth a pile of shit in the middle of a swamp...someone causes trouble and tries to get shit started and they ignore your complaint about it, and then you try to be cival and talk to them and yet they still ignore you.....I say it's about time we get some damn guards that are worth having on here instead of the ass kissers that are on here now

Honestly everyone should at least check this site out and see how freaking awesome it is, i mean the name is a bit essentric but still it's a good place to be damn it BECAUSE I SAY SO, YOU SHOULD GO.

Reality!!!!
I just reliezed something, I was never ment to be a gay guy or a straight guy as well. This is how I figure it out to be no relation I've ever been in has really worked out as well as either party would of liked it to be, so I've been thinking lately "is there something wrong with me that doesn't make this work out like it should" but I finally figured out that there is nothing wrong with me or anyone else. I am just ment to help everyone that needs or wants my help along there lives. I am not happy with this but in reality of things im not pissed about it as well, I mean I am trying to go to college for a chance to get more help so I can turn around and help people out so why not just stick to what I do best and let the dating up to everyone else. There is probably no way of changing my mind on this! I instead ask for people to support me in this decision instead of fighting me on it because it's what I truely want to do even at the cost I must pay for it as well!!!!
I Will Talk To You All Later.....Maybe

Wow it's been awhile since i've done one of these but i figured why the hell not....My biggest thing as of late that has me pissed off and upset is the fact that my "best friend" that i thought was that at least has a b.f/fiance/asshole is being a dick becuz of a stupid fucking mistake that me and his g/f did and now he wants to kill me and im calling the friendship off so it don't end up hurting her. The worst thing is the fact that he doesn't understand that me and her are so damn close that if i end up dead it'll probably end up killing her but then again i don't think he really gives a fuck as well. So i want my friend's whatever to come and so we can get this fight over with and so i'll end up dead becuz then i can actually do something worth while becuz im not getting to far now in life. The funny thing is if i end up dieing he is going to get to live through everything i have lived through for the past 4ish years all the depression and all the tears i've helped her through and the pain of watching her life slip away becuz of everything that is going on. I don't want to leave her but i will probably, I just hope that he is ready for it all becuz i've spent alot of time trying to figure out how to help her just that little bit even further to get her life some what settled. well actually if he can deal with it then maybe it is a good thing that he's going to come kill me and take the job over. im done with this but i want everyone to know if he does kill me that i will always love you guys and thank you for making it worth while!!!!!!!!!!!

for the quiz below http://www.quizfarm.com/ go there it's the site

ok got bored, did quiz have fun:

You scored as Paganism

Your beliefs are most closely aligned with those of paganism, Wicca, or a similar earth-based religion. You may also follow a Native American religion.

Buddhism 79%
Paganism 79%
agnosticism 71%
Satanism 71%
atheism 71%
Islam 54%
Judaism 38%
Hinduism 29%
Christianity 21%

want address for said quiz ask and i will send it

god this thing is getting a work out lately but still something thats been bugging me i guess is this: one of my biggest fantasy's that i wish would happen is that this tall sweet guy would come up behind me and whisper something into my ear and then take me by the hand after he blind folds me and then takes me to his house and guides me into the kitchen and sets me down and removes the blind fold and ther ein front of me is a table that has two places set for me and him with candles all around and in the middle of the table is one single rose...then we eat and we get o talking about random things and he doesn't make it sound like he is pushing for it but gentally asks if i would want to go to bed with him and i would do it and then after we get through all that we end up sleeping through the night and wake up early and go off to the mountains that would be near by and we go up to our spot and out of know where he proposes and we end up tigether........but then again this is to much to ask for to every happen so why'd i even bother with it

I got this from a friend of mine....thanks cookie:

I am the girl kicked out of her home because I confided in my mother that I am a lesbian.
I am the prostitute working the streets because nobody will hire a transsexual woman.
I am the sister who holds her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled nights.
We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.
I am the man who died alone in the hospital because they would not let my partner of twenty-seven years into the room.
I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away from the two fathers who are the only loving family I have ever had. I wish they could adopt me.
I am one of the lucky ones, I guess. I survived the attack that left me in a coma for three weeks, and in another year I will probably be able to walk again.
I am not one of the lucky ones. I killed myself just weeks before graduating high school. It was simply too much to bear.
We are the couple who had the realtor hang up on us when she found out we wanted to rent a one-bedroom for two men.
I am the person who never knows which bathroom I should use if I want to avoid getting the management called on me.
I am the mother who is not allowed to even visit the children I bore, nursed, and raised. The court says I am an unfit mother because I now live with another woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who found the support system grow suddenly cold and distant when they found out my abusive partner is also a woman.
I am the domestic-violence survivor who has no support system to turn to because I am male.
I am the father who has never hugged his son because I grew up afraid to show affection to other men.
I am the home-economics teacher who always wanted to teach gym until someone told me that only lesbians do that.
I am the man who died when the paramedics stopped treating me as soon as they realized I was transsexual.
I am the person who feels guilty because I think I could be a much better person if I didn’t have to always deal with society hating me.
I am the man who stopped attending church, not because I don't believe, but because they closed their doors to my kind.
I am the person who has to hide what this world needs most, love.

Repost this if you believe that homophobia is wrong.

one thing i have to say the one that hits me the hardest is the one about the sister holding her gay brother through the nights the reason is becuz even though its hard at least the boy has someone with him go through the times i never even got that at all from my family or anyone else...-begins to cry- damn it why did i get cursed with something that most seem to think of as a deadly venom contagious by the touch of someone that is different from them why?? of all things this?!?!?!?!?!

  My Life


 My life is not perfect,
 nor is it grand.
 But my life is my life,
 So let this begin.
 I've seen the future,
 from life to death,
 from dawn to dusk,
 ashes to ashes and dust to dust.
 My life is hard,
 and quite a pain.
 Both physically and mentally,
 and it drives me insane.
 My life was not perfect,
 Nor was it grand.
 But my life was my life,
 And this is the end.
This is my sister becca's and if you steal it from me or her i'll kill ya even if i did steal it but if becca wants to sue me then she knows she is more than willing to but she knows i don't have shit and she owes me an ass kicking anyways so :P

Dear Soulmate


I didn't know where you were, but I knew that you
existed... I felt you in my heart and in my
dreams....

There were times that I would gaze up at the stars,
feeling comforted knowing that somewhere you were
starring up at those same stars, searching for me.
Both lost in thoughts of one another and the life
that we would someday share...

Everything and everyone before us was a lesson, a
chance to learn who we were. A part of the journey
towards finding ourselves and one another. Our own
private Forever.

Trust in me and I will honor your love. You're all
that I have dreamed of and more... You are my
destiny. You are the fairy tale that was created in
my mind and heart when both were feeling pain and
unhappiness. You are my private hope and my faith
when all else was lost..... You are all that I
believed you would be. I waited for you, patiently
and faithfully...

I wanted you for myself, right then, right there,
but I knew that you could not come to me until you
were ready..Until all chapters that would allow you
to come to me, were closed.

In my soul, even though we were apart, not known to
one another, not visible, I truly knew you. You were
the one always standing by my side when all was
falling around me. Your eternal promise, I've always
felt inside. It was always there, always true.

Our love is one that was waiting for us, waiting
with pureness and innocence, blessed by angels.
Created in our dreams, unconditional, eternal,
living only in our hearts. Two hearts that beat as
one. And as the sun rises each morning, I thank God.
I thank God for for giving me a new day, for giving
me you. I love you....

Ten Simple Rules for Dating My Daughter

Rule One:
If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're sure not picking anything up.

Rule Two:
You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them.

Rule Three:
I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose his compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact, come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist.

Rule Four:
I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a "barrier method" of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.

Rule Five:
It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is "early."

Rule Six:
I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry.

Rule Seven:
As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process that can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car ?

Rule Eight:
The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter :
Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool.
Places where there are no parents, policemen, or nuns within eyesight.
Places where there is darkness.
Places where there is dancing, holding hands, or happiness.
Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat.
Movies with a strong romantic or sexual theme are to be avoided; movies which features chain saws are okay.
Hockey games are okay.
Old folks homes are better.

Rule Nine:
Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me.

Rule Ten:
Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit your car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine

A Teddy Bear Commits One Crime In The World And That Is Theft For He Steals Hugs From Someone That Is In Love And They Never Get Punished For It Instead They Are Thanked For Being Then When The Special Someone Can't Be There To Remove The Falling Tears.....i just thought of this off the top of my head and i thought it was really sweet so i decided to put it on here

well its another night of hell i need to get to chicago and away from this family and it looks like its not going to happen and i guess im going to end up killing someone or myself which ever would be easier and its looking like suicide is alot easier then homicide

well its official i've lost it i been here thinking all night i've blown all my friends and my family off becuz of it and i've tried to sleep but all i do is lay there crying and can't seem to stop unless i quit thinking and for anyone who knows me knows that impossible for me to do...im lost anymore i mean i don't know what to do i mean i can't stick around here for much longer if i do my ass will most likely end up in jail becuz of kayla's mom wants to get me for rape and all she has to do is tell enough people that hate me her plan and boom im gone and mel's offered to help be on my side but no offense but one againist half the town wont do me much good and i want to go to either kansas or texas either place i would be alot happier and wouldn't have to put up with half the problems i have now but we all know that its not going to end up happening anytime soon if ever and i just wish i could either vanish from this planet or some how walk into a portal that would transfer me to somewhere away from here and im getting sicker i mean i've felt like i've had to barf all day and its only getting worse becuz my chest starts to hurt and it felt like someone was standing on my ribs this morning and my back is killing me and all, maybe i'll get lucky and be the next one in my family to die then i wont have to worry about everything and my family will actually care about -imagines the thought- nope never mind they would just throw me in a box and let me go i mean there would be a few that would be sad like my cousins amber,amy,mindy,aaron, and karen but thats becuz we all grew up together and are normally there for each other when they needed it but that hasn't happened since we were little so i dunno maybe if i crawled into a hole then everything would be alot better for me then

well its official i want to die and kayla's mom is to blame and if i get my way her mom will die be4 i do but just be4 i do becuz i want to be the one that slits her throat becuz she is ruining her own daughters life and trying to get shit started

the goat is going to be butt fucked with an iron tree then it is going to be molested by a horny little monkey then it will be thrown into the river of blood that leads to my veigns