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Sunday, June 05, 2005 What a long day!Im so proud of us. For anyone who as ever had a tinge of doubt...well weve shown them (Look how far weve made it baby). We always knew we had nothing to justify, but it sure is nice to rub it in your faces. Yeah...I am sincerely happy. You would kill for this. Just a little bit. suckers. I love you Terry. With all my soul. <3 Shara
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about I am in love with life. View my Guestbook I have no intentions to please anyone, I write in this for my own purposes. My own outlet. My own place to say what I want, when I want and how I want. With no worries of who I may offend. My belief is writing forces you to organize your thoughts, which helps you to gain control over what is happening around you. It releases stess. So here it is...straight up. archives July 2004 links My best friend Terry. a simple poem Here's 2 the crazy ones, Misfits, Rebels, Troublemakers, Round pegs in square holes, The ones who see things differently. They aren't fond of rules, And have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them, Disagree with them, Glorify or villify them. The one thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push us forward. While some may see them as the crazy ones, We see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough To think they can change the world Are the ones who do. credits original layout w4rnawarni : listen to the music designed by w4rnawarni @ blogskins |