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Mariana☮
Let's just make this simple.
I'm having a relationship with 'She didn't just kissed, she claimed ownership. Took his mouth with urgency, as if her life depended on her kissing him.' You know how is it when you love someone? And the hard part, the bad part, the Jerry Springer Show part is that you never stop loving someone. There’s always a piece of them in your heart. Were you so afraid of losing something you love, that you refuse to love anything? Sometimes I'd be glad if only you'd fought for me.
She fell, she hurt, she felt. She lived. And for all the tumble of her experiences, she still had hope. Maybe this next time would do the trick. Or maybe not. But unless you stepped into the game, you would never know. When we were children, we used to think that when we were grown-up we would no longer be vulnerable. But to grow up is to accept vulnerability. To be alive is to be vulnerable.
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Sunday, November 21, 2010 5:48 AM
Sometimes, I just need some patience to wait for the perfect time to actually give her a one tight slap. If she didn't bother about saying it to my guy, I could've been nicer if she were to just tell me straight. Or ask. No need to "I HATE MARIANA!" in the phone. You're acting pathetic girl, you ain't livin' in Hollywood, Lil Barbie's dark friend. Fairly enough, Jasmine's better than you are. Oh, you should know it if I'm talking about you now. Can't you possibly be more, matured? You're 15. You should be able to think. Like, how low could you go man? THAT very low? Gosh, no wonder no boys would like you. Oh please, stop fooling around with your so called 'True Love'. True love doesn't exist, and you do not know what does love means until you stop being this annoying like a piece of moron. Urgh, how much I hate you is like how much I hate BACKSTABBERS. You need some editing in your attitude young lady. Don't push your luck, nobody act whore with me unless they're certified to do so. Oh, please, you should know you ain't certified.
Saturday, November 6, 2010 2:46 AM
Hey there, look.. Just wanna let y'all know that I am more active on Tumblr than on Blogger here. So, if you wanna stalk me up, do visit me here. I'll still be posting some stories here too, but not as often as I do on Tumblr. Good day everyone (:
OHOH! and I forgot, the day I took my report book, my form teacher said I am in the 1st position in class, cool right? Of which I thought I was second when we were marking scripts, then during the report book release day, I am 1st. Cool shit thang. I've bragged my dad about Ipod touch4 like.. the whole time, can't he just get me at least a new phone? damn.