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"Friendship is like peeing yourself: everyone can see it but only you can feel the warmth that it brings."
"Before you criticize someone, you should walk a mile in their shoes. That way when you criticize them, you are a mile away from them and you have their shoes."
~~~~~~~MOMMY~~~~~~~ (i so cried during this)
Mommy.. Johnny brought a gun to school,
He told his friends that it was cool,
And when he pulled the trigger back,
It shot with a great crack.
Mommy, I was a good girl,
I did What I was told,
I went to school, I got straight A's,
I even got the gold!
But Mommy, when I went to school that day,
I never said good-bye,
I'm sorry Mommy, I had to go,
ButMommy, please don't cry.
When Johnny shot the gun,
He hit me and another,
And all because Johnny
Got the gun from his older brother.
Mommy, please tell Daddy;
That I love him very much,
And please tell Zack; my boyfriend
That it wasn't just a crush.
And tell my little sister;
That she is the only one now,
And tell my dear sweet grandmother
I'll be waiting for her now,
And tell my wonderful friends;
That they always were the best;
Mommy, I'm not the first,
I'm no better than the rest.
Mommy, tell my teachers
I won't show up for class,
And never to forget this
And please don't let this pass.
Mommy, why'd it have to be me?
No one deserves this,
Mommy, warn the others,
Mommy I left without a kiss.
And Mommy tell the doctors;
I know they really did try,
I think I even saw a doctor
Trying not to cry.
Mommy, I'm slowly dying
With a bullet in my chest,
But Mommy please remember
I'm in heaven with the rest.
Mommy I ran as fast as I could
When I heard that crack
Mommy, listen to me if you would,
I wanted to go to college,
I wanted to try things that were new,
I guess I'm not going with Daddy
On that trip to the new zoo.
I wanted to get married
I wanted to have a kid,
I wanted to be an actress,
Mommy...I wanted to live.
But Mommy I must go now,
The time is getting late,
Mommy, tell my Zack, I'm sorry
But I had to cancel the date.
I love you Mommy, I always have,
I know; you know it's true,
And Mommy all I say is,
"Mommy...I love you."
****In Memory of The Columbine & Virginia Tech Students Who Were Lost****
Please if you would,
Don't smash this on the ground.
If you pass this on,
Maybe people will cry,
Just keep this in your heart,
For the people who didn't get to say "Good-bye".
Now you have 2 choices:
1) Pass this on, and show people you care, repost as "Try Not To Cry"
2) Don't send it, and you have just proven how cold-hearted you really are
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~TO EVERY GUY~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To every guy that's said, "Sex CAN wait" To every guy that's said, "You're beautiful." To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town (or across the state) to see her. To every guy that gives flowers and a card when she is sick. To every guy who has given her flowers just because. To every guy that said he would die for her. To every guy that really would. To every guy that did what she wanted to do. To every guy that cried in front of her. To every guy that she cried in front of. To every guy that holds hands with her. To every guy that kisses her with meaning. To every guy that hugs her when she's sad. To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all. To every guy who would give their jacket up for her. To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe. To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to see her for ten minutes. To every guy that would give his seat up. To every guy that just wants to cuddle. To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what. To every guy who told his secrets to her. To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breath. To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one. To every guy that believed in her dreams. To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them. To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams. To every guy that walked her to her car. To every guy that gave his heart. To every guy who prays that she is happy even if you are not with her.... This one bulletin is for you... (Not many g i r l s appreciate nice guys anymore And because of this there are not many left out there) If you are a nice guy repost this with "We're a Dying Breed " If you are a g i r l that thinks every guy should treat a g i r l this way repost this with: "To Every Guy..."
How Do I Love Thee? (Sonnet 43)
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by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
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How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of being and ideal grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right.
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints. I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
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