You won’t ever find any other girl tht’ll kiss you lik I do and you can get humped and sucked and kissed and fuked by any other chick but she won’t ever b me and it’ll kill you!
this ♥ on ♥ anyone’s ♥ wall ♥ who ♥ has ♥ ever ♥ made ♥ you ♥ smile
♥somewhere, ♥ sometime ♥ in ♥ your ♥ life ♥. ♥ It ♥ may ♥ surprise ♥you,
♥ but ♥ check ♥ out ♥ how ♥ many ♥ you ♥ get ♥ back. ♥ Thanks ♥ a♥ lot ♥
So durin the past few days i’ve made up my mind 2 get over mister wonderful or just 4get tht there was ever an us. Tho its hard 2 do tht whe n i have so many spots were we’ve been 2gether and when i pass by i smile lik an ass at the thought of him. But no more tho my memories of him maay b sweet there have been some bitter ones 2 and i just wanna 4get him and theres no turning bak.
On a fresh note i was at the beach sat and sun. Sat was awesome i FINALLY saw my besties Ernis and my wife Ashley i also went with my neighbors. At the beach there were this funny as guys tht looked lik Pauly D and they were fist pumpin and dancin it was crazy. They was OD drunk and high of idk wat but they was ma funny they made my day. my wife ashley bagged the one named kevin he was sweet he wasn’t as drunk as his friend. My besties left early but i was with my neighbors and the girlies so I still had a blast. At the end of the day we went 2 luna park got on a few rides and stayed 2 dance on the broad walk we fist pumped!!! IT WAS AWESOME <3
Sun i went alone w mami 2 brighton and laid on the sand as she sat on her chair we ate chinos at the beach and had an ice cream. I laid in the sun till the shade kept comin over me then i gave up on tannin and went into the water 4 a bit. The waves were rly strong lik they knocked u over it was hot tho i had a nice relaxin day w mami and we got home late but i had a nice weekend. Doing it all again the following weekend :D O YEA BABE!!
He listens to my nonsensical rants. He gives me sound advice. He makes me feel good about myself. He makes me laugh. He’s smart. He’s good-looking. He inspires me. He cares for me. He makes me feel loved. He appreciates the things I do. He’s everything..
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a cashier hand this little boy some money back.The boy couldn’t have been more than 5 or 6 years old.The cashier said, “I’m sorry, but you don’t have enough money to buy this doll.”Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ”Granny, are you sure I don’t have enough money?”The old lady replied: ”You know that you don’t have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.”Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look a round. She left quickly.The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.“It’s the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.”I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her afterall, and not to worry.But he replied to me sadly. “No, Santa Claus can’t bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.”His eyes were so sad while saying this. “My sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.”My heart nearly stopped.The little boy looked up at me and said: “I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.”Then he showed me a very nice photo of him where he was laughing. He then told me “I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won’tforget me. I love my mommy and I wish she doesn’t have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.”Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. “Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?”“OK,” he said, “I hope I do have enough.” I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough forthe doll and even some spare money.The little boy said: “Thank you God for giving me enough money!”Then he looked at me and added, “I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so thatmommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!”I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn’t dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.”“My mommy loves white roses.”A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket.I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started. I couldn’t get the little boy out of my mind.Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away.I couldn’t stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see and make last wishes before her burial.She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister
is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Repost this message.
2) Ignore it as if it never touched your heart.
Woow das deep !