- without you.
Love is always patient and kind. It is never jealous. Love is never boastful or concieted. Is it never rude or selfish. It does not take pleasure in other peoples sins, but delights in the truth. It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope, and to endure whatever comes.
-Walk to Remember
I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.
-10 Things I Hate About You
Love is the key that unlocks the bars of impossibility.
Love is like breathing .. How can I stop?
If you lived to be a hundred, I would want to live to be a hundrad minus one day so I would never have to live without you.
Love is giving someone the power to break your heart, but trusting them not to.
Piano My Heart?
A lot of people at my workplace is getting promoted to Lead. Maybe I should sign up even though I'm such a klutz. Wow, I used the letter z. Elvis's birthday party in two weeks, I know just what to get him ;] . A lot of people have blogs now. Holy shrimp sauce. I should like give meaning to my blog. But I'm to typical and simple. Too lazy to find these deep meaning quotse or act like a author. I am a girl. Cheerleading tryouts, I got in! Not much of a surprise. But yeah. A lot of incoming freshmens. They remind me of myself when I first joined. Not knowing how to do a toe touch, not knowing how to dance all stiff. They will too learn. But I wished tryouts were more strict. Even though we need girls, I wish my coach was more picky. That would probably mean I wouldn't make it, but maybe the squad would be like killer damn damn whoa. Mister gave me this really cool and cute idea. Get two pink balloons, one of it, draw a pig's face, and write Trisha, The Flying Pig! . The second balloon, draw a shoe and write Mister's Shoe! . Get it ?! He's kicking me and i'm flying away. I need helium!!
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