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Friends of Sophs
| dammmn... | January 8th, 2008 @ 12:00am |
| by billie | |
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Feeling: annoyed
um...still working at BK. sucks...but it gets me the money i guess. school sucks. i can't wait to get out of the high school. im hoping to go PSEO next year so ill get done at the college sooner. that'll be good. i've been talking to chris again. i dunno if that's a good thing or a bad thing. i really like the guy but i doubt ill ever meet him or anything. so yea..trying not to get my hopes up about that. well im gonna get going here. got shit tons of homework to do. adios |
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| 307 hit(s) | (1 comments) | Be Honest!!! |
| October 17th, 2007 @ 12:00am | |
| by sweetneen | |
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when will it ever be justified? NEVER! because its not ment to be justified! it has no justification. |
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| 440 hit(s) | (2 comments) | Leave Me sum Luvin |
| quotes...again! of course! lol | May 6th, 2007 @ 12:00am |
| by quotes4you | |
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Nobody wants to admit this, but bad things will keep on happening. Maybe that's because it's all a chain, and a long time ago someone did the first bad thing, and that led someone else to do another bad thing, and so on. You know, like that game where you whisper a sentence into someones' ear, and that person whispers it to someone else, and it all comes out wrong in the end. But then again, maybe bad things happen because it's the only way we can keep remembering what good is supposed to look like -Jodi Picoult, Nineteen Minutes The only way of knowing a person is to love them without hope. -Walter Benjamin You change for two reasons. Either, you learn enough that you want to or you've been hurt enough to have to |
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| 316 hit(s) | (1 comments) | *Click Here* |
| My Lullaby | February 17th, 2008 @ 12:00am |
| by 23poems | |
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Just friends What a depressing thought A stranger More now than not The rain Soaked to the skin Decisions Where to begin Thoughts Won't come to me Like waves Just like the sea Those words Can't take them back Your reasons Something I lack Now water Wash things away Forgotten Whats left to say A ghost You're there but not A dream A passing thought Confusion My paradise Abandoned Left to realize The sky The darkest gray With thoughts How much they weigh Thunder Ignoring me Lightning Now I can't see Pouring Holes in the sky This storm My lullaby |
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| 241 hit(s) | (0 comments) | ....spill..... |
| memories...? | March 29th, 2007 @ 12:00am |
| by oathkeeper | |
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what is forgetting? is it simply the lack of rememberance? what happens to the memory once it has been forgotten? is it sent to the back of the brain, beyond the reach of conscious thought? is there some other logical reason to explain forgetting? when we forget something, we don't even know we have forgotten it. if an event is forgotten by all, how can we prove it ever happened? is there a way to force a memory to come back into the light of remembrance? why do memories change over time? sometimes we believe we remember something in perfect detail, only to be proven wrong; that it happened differently than we so confidently thought. some memories change to become more beautiful; others change to become more cruel. in truth, we are bound by our memory. we believe our memory to be true and we operate our moods, our emotions, our actions on those memories. our memories make up who we are. without our memories we would not know who our friends are, where our home is, where we belong, to whom are we loved by. our memories define how we grow. who we become is based upon how we remember certain events of our pasts. it is our past that gives us the sense of security in where we have been, what challenges we have overcome, which challenges of life we have defeated and which we have yet to conquer. how can we base so much of ourselves on something so unpredictable as our memories, something so faulty that we dont even realize when we are wrong? how can memories disappear and reappear with so little conscious thought? how can memories fade away and change when we try so desperately to keep them so close to our hearts? there are so many questions with no answers to be found here on Earth. God chooses what we remember and what we forget. our faulty memories are a tool of His to help us become who He wants us to be. He uses our memories to help us forgive in some cases. other times, He allows us to remember so we keep a lesson of life close to our hearts. even other times, He uses our forgetting to allow us to stop remembering the pain from events long past. God uses our memories for our good. He allows us to remember what must be remembered and slips away the memories better forgotten from our minds smoothly, painlessly. Even in events we cannot remember forgetting, His mercy is evident. |
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| 287 hit(s) | (4 comments) | give me the truth |
| October 20th, 2006 @ 12:00am | |
| by monday | |
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| 234 hit(s) | (1 comments) | forgive me |
| October 4th, 2007 @ 12:00am | |
| by json | |
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| 277 hit(s) | (1 comments) | leave comment |
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