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Name: Samantha Rae =]
Birthday: 10/9/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: Marilyn Monroe. Paris, France. Vintage Strawberry Shortcake. LostProphets. Maroon 5. John Mayer. Luther Vandross. Sleep. Cuddling. Fashion. Silver Jewelry. Boys©. White Oleander. The Virgin Suicides. Riding. The Real World. Pink. Green. American Eagle. White Chocolate Kit Kats. Dirty Dancing. Grease. Fatal Attraction.
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AIM:  x 5amantha
Member Since:
2/21/2005
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| it seems as if in today's world no one is truly content with what they have. its as though every human being is in constant need of something more. more money, bigger houses, nicer cars, smaller noses, bigger boobs. is this really what our world has come to? whatever happened to being grateful and appreciative? I admit to being a bit ungrateful at times. I take things I have for granted. I also take people for granted. its not that I mean to because I try, I honestly do. I wasnt thankful for him and all he did for me. when I look back on our relationship and compare it to the past, im speechless. it seemed as if he pushed his entire being to making me happy. I didnt deserve him and now I know that. I tell myself that I broke it off because of what HE did but im really not sure. its as though I want my heart to be locked away from everyone. is it a fear of being hurt? i'd like to tell myself that but I dont think that is the case. the honest-to-god reason I dumped him was not because of my fear of loving, it was merely because he was perfect. not perfect in a way that you may think, but perfect to me. you see, even when we fought I knew he was crazy about me. he always found the right time to smile and touch and I could never stay mad for long. I didnt deserve him and now i've lost him. I guess you always get what you ask for. and although I try to tell myself that its for the best, I know its not. because while I sit here and think back on all the times I got mad at him or told him to go away or was just plain out rude for no reason, I’m ashamed. he was just too good for me. | | |
| only one week left. then we take exams and im a SENIOR.
ill update more tomorrow. | | |
| OK. first of all --> i have never once asked anyone to be my fucking friend. if you dont want to be my friend, so be it. the way i see it, thats your loss, not mine. i would rather have 3 or 4 true friends than a handful of fake ones any damn way. plus, if you cant be my friend all the time, dont worry about being my friend at all. i just dont see the point in anyone being nice to someone in person but completely trashing them in private. dont waste your breath on me darlings. and dont be childish. im too grown for the bullshit. | | |
| i hate marlboro county high school. fuck it.
i do not like being pushed aside for someone else. we are supposed to be best friends. three peas in a pod = you, her, and i. this is complete bullshit. you not wanting to be with us friday night to be with two other girls. screw you. and do not tell me i dont have a just cause to be angry. i am in no way telling you that you cant have other friends. what i am saying is that i dont appreciate you saying that you cant be with us because they dont want to go. since when do you have to ask permission to be with me? fuck them. and fuck this. im sure that you will have fun friday without us but do not bitch when we have fun without you. | | |
| i hate mondays. they are such a pain.
i just spent the last 4 hours at my grandma's church. i was about to die. now all i want to do is lay down.
im going to bed early tonight... | | |
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