Sing Me Something Soft, Sad and Delicate..

Tuesday, December 21, 2004

Yeah, thats what I thought.


Ive seen more guts in eleven year old kids.

Shara @ 2:39 PM | Sorry kids, no comments this time around

Monday, December 20, 2004

Private Message;
Name:
someone better then you
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you make it seem like we are assholes, liek we forgot about you, terry, your birthday... we didnt, you just left us. im glad you have a happy life, and i do to, and its without you... its better that why. what ment to be will happend.


My reply;
First off retard, learn how to type. Second, I think its pretty stupid that you cant tell me who you are (I have my own ideas). Im pretty sure that my life is just fine without you aswell, and probably is better. My life couldnt be better. And yeah im saying it..without any of you. I have what I need. I dont get why people think that without 'you' I have nobody. I do have other people who surround me. Ever think that maybe this is what I wanted? The people I am not friends with this day, are not my friends for a reason. Merry Christmas. Hope you get what you deserve.

Shara @ 8:32 PM | Sorry kids, no comments this time around

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

A few things:

All is well.

Damn my boyfriend for being so talented..and so sexy. Ow ow.

I miss J.

We went shopping.

X-mas is in 11 days.

Moving to the states in Jan.

Goodbye assholes.

The End.

Shara @ 6:32 PM | Sorry kids, no comments this time around

Saturday, December 04, 2004

To my baby,

Yet another special day. Lets hope it isent ruined by my barfing after the plane ride, and the evening with my family. Arg. Thanks for stickin with me this long, and putting up with all my bad breathe mornings and grumpy days.

I love you Terry. More than anyone, anything, combined.

Love,
Your pookey-pumpkin pie-dinosaur <3<3

Shara @ 7:39 PM | Sorry kids, no comments this time around

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