......

She had something to confess to
But you don't have the time so
Look the other way
You will wait until it's over
To reveal what you'd never shown her
Too little much too late

Too long trying to resist it
You've just gone and missed it
It's escaped your world

Can you see that I am needing
Begging for so much more
Than you could ever give
And I don't want you to adore me
Don't want you to ignore me
When it pleases you
And I'll do it on my own

I have played in every toilet
But you still want to spoil it
To prove I've made a big mistake
Too long trying to resist it
You've just gone and missed it
It's escaped your world

Can you see that I am needing
Begging for so much more
Than you could ever give
And I don't want you to adore me
Don't want you to ignore me
When it pleases you
And I'll do it on my own
I'll do it on my own

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# Gepost op maandag 29 december 2008, 17u27

am me !!!

I am Me. In all the world, there is no one else exactly like me. Everything that comes out of me is authentically mine, because I alone chose it -- I own everything about me: my body, my feelings, my mouth, my voice, all my actions, whether they be to others or myself. I own my fantasies, my dreams, my hopes, my fears. I own my triumphs and successes, all my failures and mistakes. Because I own all of me, I can become intimately acquainted with me. By so doing, I can love me and be friendly with all my parts. I know there are aspects about myself that puzzle me, and other aspects that I do not know -- but as long as I am friendly and loving to myself, I can courageously and hopefully look for solutions to the puzzles and ways to find out more about me. However I look and sound, whatever I say and do, and whatever I think and feel at a given moment in time is authentically me. If later some parts of how I looked, sounded, thought, and felt turn out to be unfitting, I can discard that which is unfitting, keep the rest, and invent something new for that which I discarded. I can see, hear, feel, think, say, and do. I have the tools to survive, to be close to others, to be productive, and to make sense and order out of the world of people and things outside of me. I own me, and therefore, I can engineer me. I am me, and I am Okay.”
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# Gepost op maandag 29 december 2008, 11u30

missing u ...

missing u ...
Why do I miss you?
everything seemed too good to be true
I thought you would always be mine
it seemed everything was just fine
What is it that I miss?
I miss every hug and every kiss
Why do I miss you?
I can't forget how it felt to be with you
I can't forget all the times we had
the good times and the bad
I trusted you with my heart
and now you've torn it apart
All the nights up late on the phone
is now time I spend alone
Wishing you were here with me
gives me nothing but misery
So, why do i miss you?
simply because I can't forget YOU!
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# Gepost op maandag 29 december 2008, 09u35

how funny


Have you ever taught you knew somebody then suddenly they change into a totally different person and that buzz you once saw in that person just disappears and everything you had in common with each other turns into differences I know we all change but you kind of miss the memories you had with the people who you taught they'll always be there but it's really good to see how you're doing your own thing and you're happy so I'm happy for you. it was nice to meet the new you but I'm going to move on and enjoy my life too, or at least I'm going to try.

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# Gepost op zondag 28 december 2008, 12u32

Gewijzigd op maandag 29 december 2008, 09u08

i wish i can go back

Remember when we were young and life was easy ?
When having a Boyfriends never crossed our minds ?
When we would play with our barbies and watch ABC kids at 7 in the morning ?
When going to bed at 10 was SUPER late ?
When we would go on the computer to play on barbie.com ?
When we would dress up and do shows for our parents ?
When falling in love wasn't even thinkable ?


And now ...
Life is hard
all we want is a boyfriend
we dont play with toys, we play with boys
we go to bed at 3 in the morning and we get up at noon
we spend our days on the computer
We have trouble being honest with our parents
we all want to find , some of us have
But they dont love us back.

I wish i can go back .. make everything easier
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# Gepost op zondag 28 december 2008, 11u52

Gewijzigd op zondag 28 december 2008, 12u59

merry christmas and happy new year everybody

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# Gepost op zondag 28 december 2008, 05u21