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Requested By: [Elmo}
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11:25pm | Apr 03, '09 | Public
Weather Macdonald
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[♥]ARDROSSAN[♥]DATING[♥]13 [♥]HAPPY[♥]RANDOM[♥]

Just in case their wondering ; They`ve got us pinned
terribly . They don't believe our love is real , Cause they
don't know how real love feels . You should know it's true .
Baby, it's fact ; That our love is true The way black is black,
And blue is just blue . My love is true; It's a matter of fact.
Oh, and you love me too . It`s as simple as that ;
Baby , Our love is true .


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12:01am | Aug 30, '08 | Public
«« {[Britty Kitty]}««
It`s the imperfection in the world that makes it beautiful.

Let`s Stay Together Itsumo
I was so happy when you smiled. Your smile breaks through
the clouds of grey, Far from the sunny days that lie in sleep-
Waiting with patience for the spring, When the flowers will bloom,
renewed again- Knowing there's more beyond the pain of today
Although the scars of yesterday remain, You can go on living as
much as your heart believes. You can't be born again, All though
you can change. Let's stay together always.
 
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Requested By: [c.l.a.i*re]
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09:43pm | Aug 20, '08 | Public

Claire«Claire
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The wilted flowers that I gave were not as nice as your
bouquet. All the lyrics that I wrote were not as smart as
the words you spoke.The Starlight above my hometown
ain't as bright as the star I've found. Every drawing that I
d r e w - w a s - n e v e r - e v e r - a s - c u t e - a s - y o u[/font]


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Emo - REQUESTED BY : Paper~cut:
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01:52am | Aug 02, '08 | Public
{[Trips]}


Finger on the trigger, my dear Juliet
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Theres poison in my drinking glass, Don`t stop just
sip it down. And in a swirling mesquerade of sound,
my body hits the ground . I`m beautiful when I`m asleep,
Martini kiss land on my blistered bloody scarlet lips -
The bottles in my hand burnt out not fade away. I`ll
speak in riddles so you can understand, I`ll draw in
pencil so you can trace with pen. So in love with me,
I`ll write both our name into wet concrete
____________________________



I hear pounding feet in the streets below,
and the woment crying and the children
know that there`s somehing wrong, and
it`s hard to beleive that love will prevail.
And though the night seems long, your
t e a r s - w o n t - f a l l - f o r e v e r.




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FiRST*LAST;

You are a sell out But you couldn't
even do that right- So your price tag
has been slashed And now you're
chillin' on a half priced clearance rack
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^_^
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08:36am | Jul 22, '08 | Public
Brittany .

Just in case their wondering ; They`ve got us pinned
terribly . They don't believe our love is real , Cause they
don't know how real love feels . You should know it's true .
Baby, it's fact ; That our love is true The way black is black,
And blue is just blue . My love is true; It's a matter of fact.
Oh, and you love me too . It`s as simple as that ;

Baby , Our love is true .

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HEDLEY - request .
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04:22am | Jul 19, '08 | Public
Yournamee -

[H]SCHOOL[E]AGE[D]DATING?[L]HAIR[E]BESTFRIENDED[Y]RANDOM [♥]
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Me, I'm used to being tired and bloody but you
believed that I could be somebody, you put
your world on hold for me . Gave away to follow
failure through the fire . I need you to know I will .
Beleive me girl , I`m so tired of running . I just wanna
hold your hand ; and stare at you like
you`ve got everything I need
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _




Don`t Creep
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07:34pm | Jul 04, '08 | Public
Britty-Kittieeeeee

Bwittany.| AJSH | Siingle? | boutchu? | Inspire.me?

Can you play me a memory ?
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I`m not really sure how it goes - but it`s sad and it`s sweet.[/center]
 
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mini layouts - REQUEST.
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08:30am | Jul 04, '08 | Public
BR[i]TTANY MACKAY

[ x ]BRITTANY[ x ]SCHOOL[ x ]TAKEN?[ x ]BOUTCHU[ x ]
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neon
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01:55am | Jun 19, '08 | Public
RAWRR;

[x]Brittany[x]Ardrossan[x]SSSNPR[x]Awesomee[x]

Why do we play into this motive?
What are you waiting for tonight?
You wonder, you wait
And you cant get through this without a *Freind*
Now, Climb to the top, climb to the top
And now you're falling again
 
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cutee
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10:43pm | Jun 15, '08 | Public
 
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Everytime we touch
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01:28am | Jun 05, '08 | Public

Brittany;;


'Cause everytime we touch, I get this feeling
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request: Grow up
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09:50pm | Jun 01, '08 | Public
Britty Kitty- - - - - - - ♥♥♥
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remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground.
the worst thing you could get form boys were cooties.
your worst enemies were your siblings.
race issues were who ran the fastest.
war was an ultimate cardgame.
wearing skirts meant you were a princess not a slut.
the only drugs you knew were cough medicine.
the only things that hurt were skinned knees and papercuts.
and the only things that can get broken were your toys.life was simple and carefree.
but all we wanted to do was:
G R O W_U P
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reuqested by: Stay*beautiful
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09:24pm | Jun 01, '08 | Public
MiSSKAiTLYNN


He said...
"our song is a slamming screen door,
sneakin' out late, tapping on your window,
when we're on the phone and you talk real slow,
cause it's late and your mama don't know,
our song is the way you laugh,
the first date, "man, i didn't kiss her, and i should have",
and when i got home, before i said amen,
asking god if he could play it again"
He`s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel
and the other on my heart.


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imagination bomb
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09:09pm | May 17, '08 | Public
. . .and cover the world with imagination. . .



©©maybe....
We should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon.
A happiness weapon.- - - - - - - - - -[ © ]
[ © ] - - - - - - - - - - - A beauty bomb.
And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one.
It would explode high in the air - explode softly -
and send thousands, millions, of little parachutes into the air.
Floating down to earth - boxes of Crayolas!
And we wouldn't go cheap, either - not little boxes of eight.
Boxes of sixty-four,
with the sharpener built right in.
With silver and gold and copper, magenta,
peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest.
And people would smile and
get a little funny look on their faces
and cover the world with imagination. . .
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