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Name: Brooklynn Country: United States State: Alabama Metro: Tuscaloosa Birthday: 12/31/1989 Gender: Female
Interests: FrIeNdS, faMIly, ThAt SpEcIaL sOmEoNe, I LovE YouS, CeLL PhoNes, TeDdY BeArS, FLiP FLoPs, tAnK tOps, LIp gLoss, BeSt FrIeNdS, HugS, KiSsEs, CoUnTrY mUsIc, DUkeS Of HaZZaRd, LaUgHiNg, The NOteBOok, PiCtUrEs, ThE LakE, BaThIn SuItS, WAke UP caLLs, CuDdLiNg... Expertise: Being myself. Occupation: Student
Message: message me AIM: lilcountry1231
Member Since:
11/24/2004
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| I haven't been on this thing in forever. Oh well. Something's not right. I don't know what it is. I am probably blowing things way out of proportion... but I really do feel like something ain't right. Maybe it's just me. But when I say something about it or I want to talk about it, I get ignored. Ugh. Whatever. I guess it'll get better in time.... hopefully. | | |
| I want a boy who will stay with me for always. He'll know you can never say I love you too many times. But he knows not to say it if he doesn't mean it with all his heart. He'll give me his favorite sweatshirt. He'll make me a Build-A-Bear. And he won't care about how silly he looks being in a store full of 2nd graders because he knows it would be special to me. He'll stay home with me and watch The Notebook. And he'll tell me he loved it even though he didn't and the only person he would ever watch it with would be me. He'll call me at 3 am and ask me what I'm doing. He'll tell me he couldn't fall asleep because he was thinking about me and he needed to hear my voice. He can't walk next to me without holding my hand. And he always whispers something sweet in my ear. He'll take me to a concert to see his favorite band. And he won't get embarrassed to tell me he loves me in front of his friends. When I cry he'll tell me I'm too beautiful to and he'll kiss away every tear. He'll always make me feel better because he knows the perfect things to say to me. All of his friends will know we're in love because he'll talk about me to them. When we're walking together he'll stop and pick up a flower and put it behind my ear. He'll tell me I'm a princess. And treat me like one too. He'll love everything about me and tell me that I'm perfect. We always end up laughing about silly fights. We won't get mad for making fun of each other because we crack up at every bit of it. Even if we're a million years old, butterflies will still go crazy inside of me every time he kisses me. He'll tell me he'd die without me. He'll surprise me by bringing me over my favorite food when I'm having a bad day. When we go out for ice cream, he'll put some on my nose then I'll put some all over his face. And we just never stop laughing. He's interested in everything I say and he always cares about it. He'll buy me jewelry and bouncy balls from vending machines. He won't stop playing until he's won me a stuffed animal. He'll take walks with me in the snow and we'll catch snowflakes on our tongues. He doesn't even like snow, but I love it. Every time I even hear his name, it takes my breath away. And when I hear him speak, I'll fall in love all over again. He'll pay for me all the time even though I never want him to but I can never win. But with him I could never lose either. Because everything about him is just so wonderful, and perfect. I'll be his everything. And he'll be even more to me. He will love me for always.
That explains so much... but it's still not enough to explain exactly how I feel.
I love you Jackson! | | |
| "Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud; it is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no records of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails."
Prom yesterday was great. I got some of the pictures back already, now I'm just waiting on the ones my sister and my grandfather took. The ones I got back were really good though. Anyways, I have to go and study for a history test. Woo Hoo. Yall have a great night. I'll put pics on here later. | | |
| So yea, I'm confused. I have one person telling me he is dying. It's scary. I don't want him too, I'm WAY to young to be thinking of that happening. But then again, he did it to himself. But it's not fair. I just don't understand why. I don't know if he is streching the truth or if it's for real.
Then, I just have to ask the question... am I not good enough? I mean really, I try my damndest.... but I guess I'm still not good enough. I don't understand why people think that they should have to hide things. Really, is it worth it? Like I said to someone the other day, I would rather you tell me the truth me and it bring tears to my eyes than you lie to me and it bring a smile to my face. Really, is it that hard to understand?
I know that everyone thinks my posts are all random and out of whack here latley, but I guess that's just how my life is. I don't understand hardly anything anymore. I don't understand why the people that love me love me. And I don't understand why I have LOST my "best friend." I don't understand how the person that you thought would never die can start slipping away. I don't understand why people lie. Seriously, people usually find out the truth in the end anyways. I just wish that I could find the answer to all this crap. Oh well, I guess it will come in time? Yall have a great rest of the weekend. School Monday = complete gayness. Oh well, that's life. | | |
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