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I'll be the question . If you be the answer.Then if you dont know who i am just feel free to ask. But if you do, then Facebook me :D And tell me how Awesomly great Skittles are because i love them :D I Am a girl thats trying to figure herself out Then ,hope for one day to write something amazing. Wants to make a difference in something one day. Absolutely loves to shop & sleep :D

What an adventure she is

She is kind, every word that comes out of her mouth is like a symphony of quiet but loud music. Trying to explain the feelings that are so deep in her heart there is absolutly no way to get it out with a rope. Ropes may be long, but they cant handle whats truly inside her. People try to guess how its like.Except they honestly have no idea. They can try, and try, and try, but wont know unless they ask. Though even if they ask her, she wont tell. They think it would be easyier to ask, but there wrong, its way harder to ask then figuring it out. Have fun, but don't hurt your self.

Love is

1 Corinthians 13:4-8 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not nvy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no recored of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perserveres. 8 Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away.

Friday, November 26, 2010

For Some Reason Every Time I Hear This Song I Feel Like Crying . .

A Rocket To The Moon

 Like We Used To 

 






 
Lyrics:
I can feel her breath as she's sleepin' next to me,
Sharing pillows and cold feet.
She can feel my heart, fell asleep to its beat,
Under blankets and warm sheets.

If only I could be in that bed again...
If only it were me instead of him...

Does he watch your favorite movies?
Does he hold you when you cry?
Does he let you tell him all your favorite parts when you've seen it a million times?
Does he sing to all your music while you dance to "Purple Rain?"
Does he do all these things, like I used to?

Fourteen months and seven days ago...
Oh, I know you know,
How we felt about that night.
Just your skin against the window...
Oh, we took it slow,
And we both know...
It should've been me inside that car.
It should've been me instead of him... in the dark.

Does he watch your favorite movies?
Does he hold you when you cry?
Does he let you tell him all your favorite parts when you've seen it a million times?
Does he sing to all your music while you dance to "Purple Rain?"
Does he do all these things, like I used to?

I know, love, (I'm a sucker for that feeling.)
Happens all the time, love, (I always end up feelin' cheated.)
You're on my mind, love, (or so that matter when I need it.)
It happens all the time- love, yeah.

Will he love you like I loved you?
Will he tell you everyday?
Will he make you feel like you're invincible with every word he'll say?
Can you promise me if this is right:
Don't throw it all away?
Can you do all these things?
Will you do all these things...
Like we used to?
Oh, like we used to...

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