ADD AS FRIEND
SEND MESSAGE
GIFT PLUS
IGNORE USER
REPORT ABUSE

FRIENDS

 
 

RECENT ALBUMS

 
  • Imported Pictures
    September 08, 2008
    These are pictures Nexopia has moved into the gallery when we updated our picture system.

1 of 2
 

BASICS

Height:152 cm - 158 cm (5' - 5'2")
Birthday:August 26, 1991
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Dating:Single
Living Situation:Living with parents/relatives
Location:Italy, Europe, World
Join Date:05:08pm | Nov 26, '05
Profile Updated:07:01pm | Jun 17, '07
Last Active:03:36pm | Mar 06, '11

INTERESTS

Reading Material:Fiction, Magazines, Mysteries, Romance
Movies:Animated, Comedy, Drama, Romantic Comedies, Tearjerkers, Teen
Art:Acting, Drawing, Clothing design, Journal Writing, Photography, Singing, Writing
Animals/Pets:Cats, Dogs, Horses, Rabbits
Music:Alternative, Country
Sports:Basketball, Horseback Riding, Ice-skating, Skiing, Snowboarding, Water-skiing
Activities:Karaoke, Listening to music, Reading, Shopping, Traveling
Outdoor:Going to the beach, Traveling

HUMOR



Good girls are just smart bad girls that don't get caught



A good mum lets you lick the beaters. A great mum turns off the mixer first.



If vegetable oil is made of vegetables, what’s baby oil made of?



If you can’t laugh at yourself, make fun of other people.



If one synchronized swimmer drowns, do the rest have to drown too?



If things get any worse, I’ll have to ask you to stop helping me.



I used up all my sick days, so I’m calling in dead



I can only please one person per day. Today isn't your day...and tomorrow don't look good either



What happens if you get scared half to death twice



Cheerleaders are dancers who have gone retarded



No one dies a virgin, life screws us all



Whenever I see an old lady slip and fall on a wet sidewalk, my first instinct is to laugh. But then I think ‘what if I were an ant. Then it wouldn’t seem quite so funny.’



The statistics on sanity are that one out of every four Americans is suffering from some form of mental illness. Think of your three best friends. If they are okay, then it's you.



You know what? To be loved, you have to be nice to people, every day. But to be hated, you don't have to do squat.



I can't make you want me,
All I can do is stalk you and hope you give in



When i was born the doctor came into the waiting room and told my dad "im sorry we did everything we could but he pulled through"



-My teacher says that real beauty is on the inside.
-That’s just something ugly people say
[/color]

FRIENDS



A true friend is someone who sees the pain in your eyes while everyone else believes the smile on your face


A stranger stabs you in the front; a friend stabs you in the back; a boyfriend stabs you in the heart, but best friends only poke each other with straws



When it hurts to look back, and you're afraid to look ahead, you can look beside you and your best friend will be there



Because once upon a time, we were best friends. And, yes, there's been a lot of bad stuff in between. But none of that matters right now, okay? You need me, I'm there. Any time, any place, anywhere



For friends, the little things are the big things



A friend is someone who will bail you out of jail, but your best friend is the one sitting next to you saying "that was f***ing awesome”



A friend is one who knows all about you and likes you anyway



You know someone is really your friend when you can have a big smile on your face, and they still know something's wrong.




If Anyone

If anyone should hurt you
and say a thing unkind
remember what i tell you
and keep these things in mind

for everyone who makes you cry
there are three who make you smile
and a smile will last a long, long time
but a tear just a while

if someone says a thing that's cruel
don't let it get to you
there's so much good about you
and your faults are very few

so if a certain someone
should act a certain way
just think of those who love you
and don't let it ruin you day

don't let someone who hates the world
cause you to hate it too
for behind the clouds is a golden sun
and a sky that's bright and blue!
[/color]

LOST LOVE



10th Grade
As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was mine. But she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.



11th grade
The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be alone, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was mine. After 2 hours, one Drew Barrymore movie, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.



Senior year
The day before prom she walked to my locker. My date is sick" she said; he's not going to go well, I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we did. Prom night, after everything was over, I was standing at her front door step. I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she isn't thinking of me like that, and I know it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.



Graduation Day
A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't notice me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.



A Few Years Later
Now I sit in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be mine, but she didn't see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "you came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I want her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why.



Funeral
Years passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had wrote in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was mine, but he doesn't notice me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wish he would tell me he loved me! `I wish I did too...` I thought to my self, and I cried.








True Love Means...

A girl and a guy were speeding over 100mph on a deserted road on a motorcycle.

Girl: Slow down, we're going too fast. I'm scared! And I don't want anything to happen.

Guy: Come on, don't worry. I know what I'm doing. Your having fun right?

Girl: NO...please stop. I'm really scared

Guy: Then tell me you love me.

Girl: I LOVE YOU! Now please slow down.

Guy: Give me a hug.

*Girl hugs him*

Guy: Can you help me out here? Will you take me Helmet off of me and put it on you? It's bugging me.

In the paper the next day: A motorcycle has crashed into a building break failure. Two people found, but only one survived.

The Truth is: That halfway down the road the guy realized that his breaks broke, but he didn't want the girl to know. Instead, he had her say she loved him and felt her hug him for one last time. Then had her wear his helmet so she would live, even though it meant that he would die.




I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme.
I hate it, I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it that you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you.
Not even close,
not even a little bit,
not even at all.

LATEST BLOG ENTRY

 
08:29pm | May 18, '07 | No Comments
I wake up every morning in a room full of people staring at me.
I try to forget why I'm here and why you're pretending I'm invisable.
I'm not the dissapointment you think I am, and I am not the girl you think I am.
I may be scared and alone, but my scars remind me that my past is real.
I try to forget what you've done, but at the end of the day I'm still the girl in the mirror with tears running down her face whispering to herself, "I'm so stupid."