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2nd try dear God, Let the paint stick on the door coz i'm tired of doing it over and over again and practically becoming obsess with painting i hardly brush my teeth or wash my face not to mention my P____  and D. i suspect is getting tired of the whole thing but he's not saying it coz he doesn't want to anger me.Let my mother find her 9 lost cards or i might strangle her one of these days (is that a mortal sin?) I'm so bored i'm considering to have a bf but find no one that is worth the time and the effort. And foods are hardly entertaining these days. Life is sucks but mostly it's me. respectfully, your ungrateful creation p.s. I want a fat, beautiful baby. preferably a boy for if it's a girl, the chance is high that i will end up dr*wning her in a drum full of water. and since D. cannot have a baby, i will settle for a grandchild. One i will not give back to the parents once i have my hands on. Thank you in advance. p.p.s. While you're at it can you let me win lotto? scrap that. I will have...  Can i keep it for next time? I promise to use it before expiration date. Have a Goodtime playing with people's lives. (I wish i have your job) Kidding  Please, don't punish me for it.  ~ Jolielaide  |
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7/9/2008 2:52 pm |
For my RAINBOW Sweetheart In an instant you had grabbed my heart From deep within my chest With just a look and then a smile You put my pain to rest That sunny day you came to me A day I can’t forget You wrapped your arms around my soul The moment that we met Then your voice had come to me The sound still echoes in my ears A sound so smooth and full of love It could give a grown man tears Then soon we were eating out Sharing laughs and joy My eyes could never leave your sight I felt like a little boy A little boy who had a crush On the girl of his dreams A girl who can’t get any better At least that’s how it seems But every time I had that thought You surprised me yet again Next thing I knew you were in my house Asking how I’ve been The nerves were absent that amazing night You first laid by my side You kissed my lips and looked at me While deep inside I cried But these were tears of joy I had For it was then I came to see Our story was no accident Because you were meant for me And every night since the first This feeling has increased As it will until the end Until we have deceased Until then I will give my heart And all else I have to give For you have become my one and only For as long as I shall live ~ I will always be a Maverick
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7/9/2008 2:57 pm |
Must have left my house at eight, because I always do My train, Im certain, left the station just when it was due I must have read the morning paper going into town And having gotten through the editorial, no doubt I must have frowned I must have made my desk around a quarter after nine With letters to be read, and heaps of papers waiting to be signed I must have gone to lunch at half past twelve or so The usual place, the usual bunch And still on top of this Im pretty sure it must have rained The day before you came I must have my tea at half past two And at the time I never even noticed I was blue I must have kept on dragging through the business of the day Without really knowing anything, I hid a part of me away At five I must have left, theres no exception to the rule A matter of routine, Ive done it ever since I finished school The train back home again Undoubtedly I must have read the evening paper then Oh yes, Im sure my life was well within its usual frame The day before you came Must have opened my front door at eight oclock or so And stopped along the way to buy some chinese food to go Im sure I had my dinner watching something on tv Theres not, I think, a single episode of Simpson that I didnt see I must have gone to bed around a quarter after ten I need a lot of sleep, and so I like to be in bed by then I must have read a while The latest one by J.R.R. TOLKIEN or something in that style Its funny, but I had no sense of living without aim The day before you came And turning out the light I must have yawned and cuddled up for yet another night And rattling on the roof I must have heard the sound of rain The day before you came ~ I will always be a Maverick
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D. you have your own blog ~ Jolielaide
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as serious as serious can be ~ Jolielaide
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