CrOaTiA --> franny, claudia, amsie!

CrOaTiA --> franny, claudia, amsie!
ok am rlly wanted me to put this pic on ..
so here it is!! hehe lol srry i kinda forgot to put it on before ..
and yknow i told u that i would hav to decal everything but oh well, who cares ?!:P
hehe love ya all sooo much, long live croatia :P<3



lucky things, ur all so friggin skinny looking!

# Posté le mercredi 24 mai 2006 17:40

AppleTree

------------------Girls-----------------
-------------
are like apples----------------
---------
on trees. The best ones-----------
--------
are at the top of the tree.----------
------
The boys dont want to reach--------
----
for the good ones because they-------
--
are afraid of falling and getting hurt.----
-
Instead, they just get the rotten apples--
---
from the ground that aren't as good, --
-
but easy. So the apples at the top think-
-
something is wrong with them, when in--
----
reality, they're amazing. They just----
-----
have to wait for the right boy to------
-------
come along, the one who's---------
-------------
brave enough to---------------
------------------
climb all-------------------
------------------
the way-------------------
------------------
to the top------------------
-----------------
of the tree.-----------------


think about it, you could
say it's practically true!

# Posté le mardi 23 mai 2006 09:54

Modifié le mardi 23 mai 2006 10:05

P!NK --> dear mr.president

A really good song --> recommended!

Dear Mr. President
C
ome take a walk with me
Le
t's pretend we're just two people and
You're not better than me
I
'd like to ask you some questions if we can speak honestly

W
hat do you feel when you see all the homeless on the street?
Who
do you pray for at night before you go to sleep?
W
hat do you feel when you look in the mirror?
Are you proud?

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
H
ow do you walk with your head held high
Can you even look me in the eye
A
nd tell me why

Dear Mr. President
Were you a lonely boy
H
ow can you say
No
child is left behind
We're not dumb and we're not blind
T
hey're all sitting in your cells
Wh
ile you pave the road to hell

W
hat kind of father would take his own daughter's rights away
An
d what kind of father might hate his own daughter if she were gay
I
can only imagine what the first lady has to say
Y
ou've come a long way from whiskey and cocaine

How do you sleep while the rest of us cry
How do you dream when a mother has no chance to say goodbye
Ho
w do you walk with your head held high
C
an you even look me in the eye

Let me tell you bout hard work
Mi
nimum wage with a baby on the way
L
et me tell you bout hard work
Rebuilding your house after the bombs took them away
L
et me tell you bout hard work
B
uilding a bed out of a cardboard box
L
et me tell you bout hard work
Hard work
Y
ou don't know nothing bout hard work

-
-
-
P!NK --> dear mr.president

# Posté le mardi 23 mai 2006 06:57

Modifié le mardi 23 mai 2006 07:42

The End/La Fin !!

The End/La Fin !!
And there we go that's the end! Hope you liked it!

Et oui c'est la fin! J'espere que vous l'aviez aimez!

# Posté le dimanche 08 janvier 2006 08:19