To My ManIt’s raw. It’s true. It’s pure. It’s love.To My Man
It consumes the heart, takes over the soul, so entirely wonderful.
To hear your voice… is to feel a warmth, that even the sun envies.
To be hugged… is to finally feel safe, from the ever failing world.
To be kissed… oh to be kissed… nothing compares, it’s heaven.
I gave you my heart, and you gave me yours, despite all the risks.
You’re not them, I know this. I trust you. I
WhyWhy do you hurt me You took my fragile heart And you walked on it Even after you promisedWhy
Why do you want me You’re the one that cheated And you’re the one that chose her Even after you said it’s me you loved
Why do I want you I should be over you And you shouldn’t matter Even if you’re now sorry
Why do I put up with this I hate this pain And can’t stand my own heart Even though you say you’ll end it
Why can’t I make sense of this I guess it’s not so hard And I hate to admit it Even though it’s true &n
cell phones
mad 2 telemarketers
I got a new acct and I'll be posting lots of new stuff. I just started so please add me and comment hehe
<3 love you. Hope everything's been good lately.
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Learn. Then take what you learn and Live.
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an old fashioned rhyme for you on your special day
Monday's child is fair of face.
Tuesday's child is full of grace.
Wednesday's child is loving and giving.
Thursday's child works hard for a living,
Friday's child fears no foe.
Saturday's child has far to go.
And Sunday’s child is bonny and wise in every way.
More about the rhyme: [link]
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No one gets out alive all we can hope for is
when all is said and done more is done than said
It's March 28th which means it's your special day. Hoping you have a fantastic birthday, get some nice gifts and generally get to enjoy it lots.
All the best and much love from the birthdays team to you
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Birthdays Team
This birthday greeting was brought to you by: =Caektiems
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Message Network Administrator
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Shock me shock me shock me with your deviant behavior
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*Nymphaea*
Ophelia[Sings]
And will he not come again?
And will he not come again?
No, no, he is dead:
Go to thy death-bed:
He never will come again.
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*zot, zot, zot!*
"And I'll be your crying shoulder." ~McCain
public class HolaWorld
{
public static void main (String[] args)
{
System.out.println("me gusta mucho los pantalones interiores!");
}
}
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