NOBODY.NOBODY LIKE ME!!!!!!

NOBODY.NOBODY LIKE ME!!!!!!
.Tamara (:
.greeneyed black bitch!
.drawing her eyebrows with a fucking eyeliner.!




HERE...FOR ALL HATERS...SUCK THIS ! .!.

# Posté le lundi 06 octobre 2008 03:53

Modifié le vendredi 06 novembre 2009 13:52

A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. .

A sister is a little bit of childhood that can never be lost. .
Sisters don't need words. They have perfected a language of snarls and smiles and frowns and winks - expressions of shocked surprise and incredulity and disbelief. Sniffs and snorts and gasps and sighs - that can undermine any tale you're telling.

She is your mirror, shining back at you with a world of possibilities. She is your witness, who sees you at your worst and best, and loves you anyway. She is your partner in crime, your midnight companion, someone who knows when you are smiling, even in the dark. She is your teacher, your defense attorney, your personal press agent, even your shrink. Some days, she's the reason you wish you were an only child.

To the outside world we all grow old. But not to brothers and sisters. We know each other as we always were. We know each other's hearts. We share private family jokes. We remember family feuds and secrets, family griefs and joys. We live outside the touch of time.

Having a sister is like having a best friend you can't get rid of. You know whatever you do, they'll still be there.

Sisters is probably the most competitive relationship within the family, but once the sisters are grown, it becomes the strongest relationship.

Sisters annoy, interfere, criticize. Indulge in monumental sulks, in huffs, in snide remarks. Borrow. Break. Monopolize the bathroom. Are always underfoot. But if catastrophe should strike, sisters are there. Defending you against all comers

A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life.

# Posté le dimanche 26 octobre 2008 04:43

Modifié le dimanche 16 août 2009 12:10

You have to love something and take care about it if you want to get that love back.

You have to love something and take care about it if you want to get that love back.
.Animals are things that MAKE my life.
My Pets are my everything.



I.D B.E S.O E.M.P.T.Y W.I.T.H.O.U.T M.Y P.E.T.S .


Do you have some pets?Do you love animals like me??
Da li imate nekog ljubimca?Da li ste i vi ljubitelji zivotinja kao ja??

# Posté le samedi 06 septembre 2008 13:41

Modifié le mardi 06 octobre 2009 12:23

Better than drugs.

Better than drugs.
Feel your every heartbeat,Feel you on these empty nights,Calm the ache, stop the shakes,You clear my mind,You're my escape,From this messed up place,'Cause you let me forget,You numb my pain,How can I tell you just all that you are,What you do to me !You're better than drugs,your love is like wine,Feel you comin' on so,fast,Feel you comin' to get me high,You're better than drugs,Addicted for life,Feel you comin' on so fast,Feel you comin' on to get me high,Feel you when I'm restless,Feel you when I cannot cope,You're my addiction, my rescription, my antidote.You kill the poison,Ease the suffering,Calm the rage when I'm afraid,To feel again.
How can I tell you just all that you are,What you do to me !!Feel your every heartbeat,Feel you on these empty nights
You're the strength of my life.

Feel your every heartbeat
Feel you on these empty nights
Feel your every heartbeat
Feel you come to get me high.

# Posté le mardi 10 juin 2008 05:59

Modifié le mardi 06 octobre 2009 12:38

I laugh, I love, I hope, I try I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry. And I know you do the same things too, So we're really not that different, me and you.

I laugh, I love, I hope, I try I hurt, I need, I fear, I cry. And I know you do the same things too, So we're really not that different, me and you.
L'amour est la chose la plus mignonne que vous pouvez jamais sentir.


LOVE.
Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot, who calls you back when you hang up on him, who will lie under the stars and listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep... wait for the boy who kisses your forehead, who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats, who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks you' re just as pretty without makeup on. One who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares and how lucky he is to have YOU... The one who turns to his friends and says, thats her...


LOVE.
What can the love in my soul be compared to another wonderful soul which is so far and yet so close of my self?What can this symbiosis between two souls can be?What can love be when you feel you cannot sleep at night, that every drop of dew becomes a crystal in your heart, when every breeze of wind has magical meanings?What can love be when you feel that you want nothing more in this world that to be with the soul you love?But what can love be in other transcendental realities? What about our souls?Are our souls a waterfall, a true Niagara or a smile, a flirt of an angel? Are our souls a mere mood of a fairy or a lightening in a summer rain?Our souls could be all of this and much more. But what really happens in that transcendental reality when we feel we are truly in love, that we love so much that it hurts? That the air in the room is unbreathable, that the sentimental, spiritual or physical distances kill us? What happens when dawn find us sadder than ever, looking for an excuse or an argument for the person we love so much, our Great Love? What are all thses? What are the looks lost in the desert horizons of unfulfilment or those in the eyes that deeply loose each other in the others inside the souls?

When you are in Love you can't fall asleep because reality is better than your dreams.



L'amour doux cite =)

# Posté le mercredi 16 juillet 2008 20:02

Modifié le lundi 12 octobre 2009 03:37