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poem ( not good at em but here goes) |
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In the night
I feel in fright
What shall i do?
Ill call on you
My blanket heart
During the night
I feel alright
When im talking to you
Because you love me the way that u do heart
My blanket heart
In the day
I feel ok
I've talked to you
And found I love you too heart
In my bed I lay
And I dont have to pray
That you'll call me
And make me happy
Cus in the end
I dont have to pretend
Your My Blanket heart
You'll be my best friend
On you i depend
Your My Blanket heart
My lover heart
My cover heart
MY BLANKET
From Jess
To Zach
 Foxy Tiger · Thu Aug 25, 2005 @ 08:24pm · 1 Comments |
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thanks for reading my journal my friends ..or enimies ninja sorry not another story but i jus wana be special so i makin another entry ^.^ hmmmm i love zach my blanket !!!! he shall always be my blanket even if he ends up hating my guts for some reason unknown O.o i doubt that will happen and really hope it dont xp im soo bored hmm i wana write a story but my bro wants the puter so next entry ill write a diff story then the one that i started about that girl marie then ill continue that stry after my next entry heart blaugh well farewell my homies ( lol) twisted xp heart sweatdrop blaugh
Foxy Tiger · Sat Aug 20, 2005 @ 03:15am · 1 Comments |
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hey im borted and have nothing better to do i gotta like put an entry in this journal like everyday cus im trying to improve myself ^.^ my grammar online is horrible instead of and i put n and instead of you i put u you know stuff like that >.< xp yea i need work but im hapy for reasons un known >.> ninja <.< ^.^
well i miss my friends that moved away from me * cough etta n barbara cough* mad grr u mean ppl lol jp jp i love yall n miss ya o well ill give u another entry tomarrow or later and ill continue that story in the next entry i do
Foxy Tiger · Wed Aug 17, 2005 @ 12:40am · 0 Comments |
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once upon a time there was this lonely girl who had never fallen in love before. she loved to do a lota things and always wanted to learn more and more. bt she always wished that she could love some one like she loved writing stories n reading them. so one day she decided ill go online n talk to people make some new friends n give them her love.
well eventually she figured that giving them all her love was not the same as having some one that loved her in a different way to love. so she stoped going on the computer to find friends n went out into the real world. she made many friends but no one intamately so she all but gave up n went bak on the computer ot talk to her friends.
then she made a new friend who was apparently also looking for friends it was great they were really close they even called each other on the fone even though they were an opposite sides of the country. soon they fell in love n they started a long distance realationship. every night he would call her and her affectionate name for him was blanket even though his real name was Zach ( wishful thinking)..... finally she got fed up with not being able to really hang with him so she decided to save all her money and get a ticket to go see himand stay with her aunt. she was thinking of telling him n then thought better of it . on the day of the plane trip she called him n told him that she would soon b in his state. He got so excited n told her he wanted to see her a** soon as she got off the plane but she insisted that he wait so she could get some rest at her aunts house first. she felt so loved when she hung up that the whole plane ride there she couldnt relax even though she loved planes n flying, she was afraid somthin bad would happen and she never would get to see her ..."blanket" soon she fell asleep and her dream was so real.
in her dream she dreamed thet she got off the plane n Zach was there but then something hapened...... the plane blew up behind her n she saw her "blanket" get killed and she cried for a long time . then a flight attendant woke her up and whisperd that she had just had a bad dream. she was really scared now n the pplane was about to land . she got her luggage ready to get off the plane n soon was allowed to get off. when she got off the plane she closed her eyes hoping taht she wouldnt open them to find her blanket dead or even there for that matter.
slowly she opened them to find her aunt staring at her . she laughed nervously at her aunt and her aunt said are u ok? she nodded sooked around n didnt see who she was looking for n relaxed. the next day she got up at 10 oclock took a shower n called Zach from her aunts house fone. he piked up n she said HEY ITS JESS!! n hes like ur here ^.^ ^.^ an shes like YEA I AM !! ill meet u at target ^.^
( has to hirry up gotta get of gaia soon) so she meets him they kiss fall in love n she never wants to leave n he says but u got to n then she goes o well i can live here !!! but it may be kinda hard with my aunt bein single all the time n then suddenly gots a teenager livin in the house . n then he goes can u live here? an she go i can convince my parents ^.^ n they got married at the end of her senior year in high school n lived happily ever after lol nice huh u like that BLANKET !!! i made the story for ya lol
Foxy Tiger · Fri Aug 12, 2005 @ 01:33am · 1 Comments |
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psrt 2 the story of marie |
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I was born november 16th 1980 in a hotel room. when my mother first looked at me ( so she told me) i laughed instead of cried. I had dirty blonde hair and blue eyes which have turned green .
My mother has told me that ive only cried twice in my life that she knows of and once was when i started school and had to leave my father and mother for a whole day with strangers and the other was when my father died.
By age two my brother was born december 04 1982. he was born in the hospital and my mother did not allow me in the room to see him until the next day in which she was to go home. she had said that he istead of crying went straight to sleep which worried her a bit. Yet the doctors said that it was fine and she was to b released to go home the next day.
My brother had beautiful straight brown hair and blue eyes which eventually changed green like mine. He hadbeen named max and had a tendancy to wander once he was able to crawl so my mother put me in charge of keeping track of him when i was 4 years old. By then i was reading and very proud of all the wonderful stories i could read.
My mother never told me a story in my life unless it was turned to a lectur to tell me i was wrong. my fathe told me one story before i could read and it was about a fawn and its mother who was queen of all deer. I always had a feeling that he made that up because i have yet to find a book on it or anyone who knows about that story.
My father worked as a .....srry to be continued on futureentry ^.^ thx for reading please comment
Foxy Tiger · Fri Aug 05, 2005 @ 05:12pm · 0 Comments |
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It was a dark stormy day when the landlord finally told us we had to move out ....our 30 days was up. I had no idea how it ended up like this we used to b rich and live in a mansion...or was that a dream....im not quite sure ...my father had a wild imagination and he fueld mine so maybe it was because i was younger i thought the house was a mansion. now im 13 and it all seems like a dream as i said before. My fathers dead now and my mother was always away and when she was here she was always with guys even when she was married to father. i had no idea what she did to get their attention i mean she wasnt pretty at all. Mayb that was my opinion and mayb i just saw her that way because i knew her and how evil she could be. yet there wer times when she was real nice to me. maybe her conscious got to her.
I have a little brother his name is Max. i love him with all my heart but as you know he is a little brother therefore he tends to be intruding and annoying. He is 2 years my junior and he is actually very smart, but im the one with the imagination and i come to tell you my story wich needs none of my imagination just my talent for writing.
signed,
Marie camela
Foxy Tiger · Fri Aug 05, 2005 @ 01:34am · 0 Comments |
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"L" is for the way u look at me
"O" is for the only one i see
"V: is very very extra ordinary
"E" is even more than anyone that u adore
and LOVE was made for u and me !!! ^.^
yup im a kuku and can probably never get a guy if i tried evin if i loved him to death but hey im not depressed xp whee sad cry well mayb a lil heh * sighs * o well ima write a story in my next entry ^.^
Foxy Tiger · Fri Aug 05, 2005 @ 01:17am · 1 Comments |
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crying i just found this horrible site with puppymill information its soo sad but i think the sadest thing was this poem from the site......
None needing rescue, none left to buy,"
"None cold and hungry, none left to cry."
"A puppymill dogs Plea..."
"You finally found us, we hoped that you would,"
"Our mommy is gone now, back deep in the woods."
"She was taken in darkness, so noone would see,"
"Or hear her weak cries, or her very last plea."
"He walked toward the woods, with a gun in one hand,"
"And a rope round her neck, all this carefully planned."
"No more puppies for her, she's too weak you see,"
"So they'll shoot her at midnight and then she'll be free."
"Free from darkness and cages, and hunger and fright,"
"Free from cold winter nights when she just prayed for light."
"This dear dog once was known as the best,"
"Now cruelly discarded to make room for the next."
"Who will replace her and continue the cruel deed,"
"Of producing baby puppies for the auctions need."
"I sure hope you're reading, because maybe you would see,"
"That all of our actions live in eternity."
"You do know that God is watching above,"
"And when the time comes, when you walk to the gate,"
"And knock at the entrance to be given your fate."
"Remember these words, please remember them well,"
"Those who harm dogs will go directly to Hell..."
"But if one by one, they are taken home,"
"One day we'll awake to find there are none."
"Please rescue just one, it's such a small deed,"
"But until that day, if it ever shall be,"
"Rescue one, rescue two until they're all free..."
By kind permission of
Stephanie Hart"
crying crying crying sad
Foxy Tiger · Tue Jun 07, 2005 @ 11:37pm · 0 Comments |
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i am bore du are bored lets b bored together ........wait ....wats that on ur nose ? a mole ? o no u are a spy u dirty liltle a** hole i think u should go kill a ferret then u would have a bunny that eats to many carrots.... eek xd sweatdrop redface i am bored
Foxy Tiger · Tue Feb 08, 2005 @ 11:41pm · 2 Comments |
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