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Soul Mating Report | 10/28/2009 5:12 pm
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Starque Report | 10/25/2009 6:53 pm
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Storm of Chaos Muse Report | 10/13/2009 9:46 pm
yep it is! hahaha maybe maybe not! but see maybe we should make a bank to put all our money there! haha
thank you!!! hahaha yours is like 10 times better then mine!
that good same biggrin
Tempest of Poetry Muse Report | 10/13/2009 8:47 pm
Ah that sucks sad
Storm of Chaos Muse Report | 10/13/2009 8:11 pm
i know! We need to start talking more!
Wow! hey girlie thats a lot of gold! thats more than i have!! hahaha by the way i love your avi!!
Im doing pretty good how are you??
Tempest of Poetry Muse Report | 10/13/2009 7:41 pm
Hehe biggrin
Tempest of Poetry Muse Report | 10/13/2009 7:35 pm
Ah, well you'll find it!!
Hehe Thanks ^ ^
Tempest of Poetry Muse Report | 10/13/2009 7:15 pm
Thats good.
Oh? May I see it? Well I'm happy that you almost have all of the stuff for your avi!
Tempest of Poetry Muse Report | 10/13/2009 7:04 pm
I know! I'm a little better now. You?
Awesome nice!! Good for you. I'm still saving up ^ ^
I X I rainbow I X I Report | 10/09/2009 6:14 pm
thank you for buying
 

Me, Myself, and I


Sup!
Guess I should just let you know some things about me?
Here:

Favorite Color:
Mysterious Black
Darkened Red
Midnight Blue
Silver

Favorite Songs:
1. New Perspective
2. FireFlies
3. Puppet
4. Coming Undone
5. Master of Puppets
6. Watcha Say

Fav. Characters:
Naruto:
Sasori,
Deidara ,
Itachi,
Tobi/Madara

Favorite Authors:
Laurie F. Stolarz
Kelley Armstrong
Christopher Pike
Caroline B. Cooney
Stephine Meyer


Favorite Books (Genres):
Horror
Science Fiction
Fantasy
Mystery
Thriller
Romances (If they are good)
Manga
Action
Supernatural
Humor

Favorite Animes and Mangas:
Vampire Knight (Manga)
Chibi Vampire (Both)
Me & My Brothers (Manga)
Death Note (Both)

Fav. Comedians:
Jeff Dunham
Brian Regan

Dream Avatar:
User Image

I want you to know that, I am not someone who gets easily excited about something like a new book or movie coming out. At school, I tend to stay in the back or not talk to anyone and only have 2 best friends (they are the only ones, not including my family, who really know me). I am independent, clumsy, shy, and have a low self esteem. (No, I am not proud of it, but I am not going to lie about it. I am what I am and I don't think I am going to change any time soon.)

I would choose reading, writing, listening to music, or drawing over going to a party, going to the mall, or something like that.

I am not someone who would volunteer to join student council, or join a team. If I did though, I would choose a reading activity or one were I could write.

When in art class or something, I get out my MP3 and listen to music while drawing pictures of random things (like skulls, crosses, hearts, or anything like that) or just start writing what I feel or whatever the song I am listening to makes me think about.

I don't go to basketball, baseball, football, or any games. But, if I did, I would be forced to go and the whole time, I wouldn't pay attention. I would bring my MP3 with me and listen to music while I am reading my book, writing in my journal, or drawing something.

People don't understand me; they don't get me at all. I wear black to school, so they think I am goth. They don't take the time to get to know me, and, if they don't, I am glad that I am not friends with them at all. I am called names behind my back and am sometimes bullied or picked on for being different and not being the same as everyone else there, but I don't care. It hurts a little, but, since I don't know them, it doesn't hurt as much as it would from a family member or one of my two best friends.

I think on my feet and am cunning and secretive. I can hide my feelings and keep them bottled up for longer than I know anyone else can. I can remember things from when I was only 3 or 4 years old. I get things more easily than others, but hide it so they think they know or get it before me. When I am insulted or someone insults my friends or family, I think of an insult in less than 5 minutes and shoot it back to them, leaving them shocked and thinking if I planned the whole conversation.

I am one who doesn't care much to get into a fight, but, if I get annoyed or offended, then you better run, because I have quite a temper.

People may think I do not care, but I really do. If one of my friends are crying, I don't just ignore them or laugh, I go up to them and say, "Who the hell did this and when can I start kicking their butt?"

I love to make people laugh even if it looks like I don't on the outside.

I know that most would not read this because it is long, but, if someone else put something like this, I would be reading it. I don't know why, but I just do because I get curious.

I thought this was a sad poem. Please read it. D:

Her hair was up in a ponytail
Her favorite dress tied with a bow.
Today was Daddy's Day at school,
And she couldn't wait to go.

But her mommy tried to tell her,
That she probably should stay home.
Why the kids might not understand,
If she went to school alone.

But she was not afraid;
She knew just what to say.
What to tell her classmates
Of why he wasn't there today.

But still her mother worried,
For her to face this day alone.
And that was why once again,
She tried to keep her daughter home.

But the little girl went to school,
Eager to tell them all.
About a dad she never sees
A dad who never calls.

There were daddies along the wall in back,
For everyone to meet.
Children squirming impatiently,
Anxious in their seats.

One by one the teacher called,
A student from the class.
To introduce their daddy,
As seconds slowly passed.

At last the teacher called her name,
Every child turned to stare.
Each of them was searching,
For a man who wasn't there.

"Where's her daddy at?"
She heard a boy call out.
"She probably doesn't have one,"
Another student dared to shout.

And from somewhere near the back,
She heard a daddy say,
"Looks like another deadbeat dad,
Too busy to waste his day."

The words did not offend her,
As she smiled up at her Mom.
And looked back at her teacher,
Who told her to go on.

And with hands behind her back,
Slowly she began to speak.
And out from the mouth of a child,
Came words incredibly unique.

"My Daddy couldn't be here,
Because he lives so far away."
But I know he wishes he could be,
Since this is such a special day.

And though you cannot meet him,
I wanted you to know.
All about my daddy,
And how much he loves me so.

He loved to tell me stories
He taught me to ride my bike.
He surprised me with pink roses,
And taught me to fly a kite.


We used to share fudge sundaes,
And ice cream in a cone.
And though you cannot see him,
I'm not standing here alone.


"Cause my daddy's always with me,
Even though we are apart
I know because he told me,
He'll forever be in my heart"

With that, her little hand reached up,
And lay across her chest.
Feeling her own heartbeat,
Beneath her favorite dress.

And from somewhere in the crowd of dads,
Her mother stood in tears.
Proudly watching her daughter,
Who was wise beyond her years.

For she stood up for the love
Of a man not in her life.
Doing what was best for her,
Doing what was right.

And when she dropped her hand back down,
Staring straight into the crowd.
She finished with a voice so soft,
But its message clear and loud.

"I love my daddy very much,
He's my shining star.
And if he could, he'd be here,
But heaven's just too far."

You see he was a fireman
And died just this past year
When airplanes hit the towers
And taught Americans to fear.

But sometimes when I close my eyes,
"It's like he never went away."
And then she closed her eyes,
And saw him there that day.

And to her mother's amazement,
She witnessed with surprise.
A room full of daddies and children,
All starting to close their eyes.

Who knows what they saw before them,
Who knows what they felt inside.
Perhaps for merely a second,
They saw him at her side.

"I know you're with me Daddy,"
To the silence she called out.
And what happened next made believers,
Of those once filled with doubt.

Not one in that room could explain it,
For each of their eyes had been closed.
But there on the desk beside her,
Was a fragrant long-stemmed pink rose.

And a child was blessed, if only for a moment,
By the love of her shining bright star.
And given the gift of believing,
That heaven is never too far
 

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