Its always best to cry in the dark charlene,I do it sometimes though I have an advantage over you as my mascara or eye-shadow doesnt runI call it "Controlled-crying"
Dont worry about that,its just your heart shedding pain.
Its always best to cry in the dark charlene,I do it sometimes though I have an advantage over you as my mascara or eye-shadow doesnt runI call it "Controlled-crying"
Dont worry about that,its just your heart shedding pain.
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
There once was a girl that believed in mankind, that there was still honor and chivalry that existed in everyone of us. She also believed that everyone deserves a chance to prove oneself individually and hoped that the courtesy would be returned. That girl is dead now, and all that is left is her shadow. To give one a chance to prove thyself is a chance for you to become dwindled in the dissappointment.
Its not 13 more days or paranoia,thats negative,its 13 more days of seeing the kids,living a life as close to normalcy as you can get at the moment,its 13 more days of hope and freedomLook at it in a positive light always
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Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
hummm got your point tawi2hey been out for quite a while huh?
Anyway im happier now coz im able to see Kevin everyday. I volunteer myself at the city jail to be a teacher for detainees. Kevin and I realised instead on being down about the case and since we cant get any trial yet, we just help the BJMP with thier programs. I am now teaching the detainees together with Kevin, same as helping them to promote their livelihood programs.This also helps Kevin to lessen his depression inside since he can now see me more often. I stay there from 9 am til 5pm.
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There once was a girl that believed in mankind, that there was still honor and chivalry that existed in everyone of us. She also believed that everyone deserves a chance to prove oneself individually and hoped that the courtesy would be returned. That girl is dead now, and all that is left is her shadow. To give one a chance to prove thyself is a chance for you to become dwindled in the dissappointment.
Thats better,lots of people would just curl up and accept their fate,dont be like that,as long as your drawing breath theres always somehow you can overcome a problemor a way to ease your situation in a way,however slight.Its not forever,its a temporary blip on lifes radar
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Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
There once was a girl that believed in mankind, that there was still honor and chivalry that existed in everyone of us. She also believed that everyone deserves a chance to prove oneself individually and hoped that the courtesy would be returned. That girl is dead now, and all that is left is her shadow. To give one a chance to prove thyself is a chance for you to become dwindled in the dissappointment.
Being positive(and the ability to rattle off 200 words a minute)has gotten me out of one or two sticky situations in the past in various places,we all get through in the end,its just when and how,once your beaten mentally thats the end of the game.
Sometimes you're flush and sometimes you're bust, and when you're up, it's never as good as it seems, and when you're down, you never think you'll be up again. But life goes on.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, the figure that she carries, or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the doorway to her heart, the place where love resides. True beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul. It's the passion that she shows to the outside world.
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