22*hbo~FF*hbo~BOMB*so~S!N~SWHS ~LYNN ~ VICKYS MISTRESSWOO HOO! DETROIT LIONS WIN THE TOILET BOWL 38 - 37 OVER THE CLEVELAND BROWNS! WOW.....WE HAVE WON 2 GAMES THIS YEAR!8 hours ago
IF YOU DO NOT VOTE OR BATTLE PLEASE DO NOT REQUEST ME 4 A FRIEND OR ACCEPT MY FRIENDSHIP REQUEST. I AM A BO 4 A FEW GROUPS & CO-OWNER OF ANOTHER. I PIMP BATTLES FOR MY FRIENDS FROM THIS ACCOUNT & I WILL HIT YOUR INBOX WITH BATTLES. I VOTE FOR GROUP/FAMILY FIRST. AND BTW....I'M NOT A LESBIAN NOR AM I BISEXUAL. MARRIED TO A MAN!! I JUST HAPPEN TO HAVE A YB MISTRESS WHO IS AN AMAZING FRIEND. EVERYONE SHOULD HAVE A FRIEND AS AWESOME AS HER. =]
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BUT OH! THE BLESSING IT IS TO HAVE A FRIEND TO WHOM ONE CAN SPEAK FEARLESSLY ON ANY SUBJECT; WITH WHOM ONE'S DEEPEST AS WELL AS ONE'S MOST FOOLISH THOUGHTS COME OUT SIMPLY AND SAFELY. OH, THE COMFORT - THE INEXPRESSIBLE COMFORT OF FEELING SAFE WITH A PERSON - HAVING NEITHER TO WEIGH THOUGHTS NOR MEASURE WORDS, BUT POURING THEM ALL RIGHT OUT, JUST AS THEY ARE, CHAFF AND GRAIN TOGETHER; CERTAIN THAT A FAITHFUL HAND WILL TAKE AND SIFT THEM, KEEP WHAT IS WORTH KEEPING AND THEN WITH THE BREATH OF KINDNESS BLOW THE REST AWAY. ~ DINAH CRAIK, A LIFE FOR A LIFE, 1859.
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Message: To Every Guy . . . To every guy that's said, "Sex CAN wait" To every guy that's said, "You're beautiful." To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town to see her. To every guy that gives flowers and a card when she is sick. To every guy who has given her flowers just because. To every guy that said he would die for her. To every guy that really would. To every guy that took time to do what she wanted to do. To every guy that she cried in front of. To every guy that holds hands with her. To every guy that kisses her with meaning. To every guy that hugs her when she's sad. To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all. To every guy who would give their jacket up for her. To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe. To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to see her for ten minutes. To every guy that would give his seat up. To every guy that just wants to cuddle. To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what. To every guy who told his secrets to her. To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breath. To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one. To every guy that believed in her dreams. To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them. To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams. To every guy that walked her to her car. To every guy that gave his heart. To every guy who prays that she is happy even if you are not with her. ...This one bulletin is for you... Not many girls appreciate nice guys anymore... And because of this, there are not many left out there... I guarantee 90% of the men on your page will not repost this cuz they care more about their image If you are a nice guy repost this with "We're a Dying Breed " If you are a girl that thinks every guy should treat a girl this way repost this with: "To Every Guy..."
PUPPY SAY I'LL GIVE YOU A GROUPIE INVITE DURING THE VEIW&FAMILY INVITE AFTER WE BECOME FRIENDS, YOUR PAGE ODDS AND ENDS LIKE YOUR GUEST BOOK'S YOUR ROSE'S OR A KISSIN BOTH AND WHATEVER YOU GOT WIL BE DONE THEN TOO
Written for the daughter of a Canadian soldier,
killed in Afghanistan last year..
may peace be with you always..
Her hair was up in a pony tail,
Her favourite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
And she couldn't wait to go.
But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
If she went to school alone.
But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
Of why he wasn't there today.
But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.
But the little girl went to school
Eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
A dad who never calls.
There were daddies along the wall in back,
For everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
Anxious in their seats
One by one the teacher called
A student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.
At last the teacher called her name,
Every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
A man who wasn't there.
'Where's her daddy at?'
She heard a boy call out.
'She probably doesn't have one,'
Another student dared to shout.
And from somewhere near the back,
She heard a daddy say,
'Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day.'
The words did not offend her,
As she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
Who told her to go on.
And with hands behind her back,
Slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.
'My Daddy couldn't be here,
Because he lives so far away.
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.
And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
And how much he loves me so.
He loved to tell me stories
He taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
And taught me to fly a kite.
We used to share fudge sundaes,
And ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him.
I'm not standing here alone.
'Cause my daddy's always with me,
Even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
He'll forever be in my heart'
With that, her little hand reached up,
And lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
Beneath her favourite dress.
And from somewhere here
in the crowd of dads,
Her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
Who was wise beyond her years.
For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was right.
And when she dropped
her hand back down,
Staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
But its message clear and loud.
'I love my daddy very
much, he's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
But heaven's just too far.
You see he is a Canadian soldier
And died just this past year
When a roadside bomb hit his convoy
And taught us all to fear.
But sometimes when I close my eyes,
it's like he never went away.'
And then she closed her eyes,
And saw him there that day.
And to her mothers amazement,
She witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.
Who knows what they saw before them,
Who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
They saw him at her side.
'I know you're with me Daddy,'
To the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
Of those once filled with doubt.
Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
Was a fragrant long-stemmed rose.
And a child was blessed,
if only for a moment,
By the love of her shining star.
And given the gift of believing,
That heaven is never too far.
Send this to the people you'll never forget,
Remember to send it also to the
person that sent It to you.
It's a short message to let them know
That you'll never forget them.
If you don't send it to anyone, it means
you're in a hurry and that you've forgotten your
friends. Take the time...to live and love.
Until eternity. God bless!