making a gift.......yes...here meh say...making one...maybe with the help with my bestest friend jenny......
ur rite....i have many angels.....and each are my guardian for lyphe....maybe guardian at a diff time in lyphe...each at a diff time, but i have many.
one dat i must say....no matta what happens....i will always have you.....even if it is just a memory. no matta how i try to forget, there are things that i cannot forget. hahaha=>:d an you are one of em....yo....it sounds like i'm talking to many peeps in general on dis topic ain't i??? well dat's da truth...dere are many peeps dathave come in and outta my lyphe...even in a quick flash, and dat flash blinded meh and made my eyes hurt.....just maybe physical, but what i'm saying is emotional pain. dat's not da point....

as i say, lyphe is a conquest.....to conquer fears.....to conquer lyphe itself, to be in control of ur lyphe, knowing wrong from rite....which means u must rely on GOD. my parents raised another question in my lyphe.....are you ever gonna get baptised????
u noe how i ansered em??? i said dis......if i were to get baptized now, it would just because it is a duty, to prove to people that i'm not 100% a bad person....and dat's not rite...dat's all self-centered.....not centered around GOD. so it is not rite. i really want to get baptized now dat i mention it. it auses meh to think of what i lack in lyphe....consistancy. everything comes and goes in my lyphe.....i am happy and hyper one second and the next one.....i'm extremely upset and crying. harsh reality hits harsh lil rude gurly. what can i say??? i really don't wanna be dis way, but unless i rely on him more, i will never be able to become the person i wanna be.

it's not just meh, my whole family has been neglected. as i see and listen to my family's conversations, i can feel the neglect that my dad feels in his lyphe. and he speaks it out loud too. sighs.....only if i had the courage to open myself to my family....but do i really wanna give em de image of how unstable i am??? my friends are my lyphe.....i love everyone of em....but family is always before friends....i may loose all friends, but i will never loose family cause family is like self....u cannot loose it even if you say you are lost. then in a sense....i believe my family is huge....because i noe which friends i will never part with...because they have made an everlasting impact on my lyphe.....thinking of this brings meh to tears....happy tears....to see how much is in my lyphe.....but den i see dat da glass is always half empty, why??? becuase no matta how much wata is in it....you only want to fill it more, with things dat wun fill up da cup at all. hahaha=>:d but my cup is full.....i just always pour it out seeing how much time it takes to refill it again.

people say my glass should never be empty, and i suppose....i'm the one who empties my lyphe cause i let myself do it, knowing that it is wrong......it's kinda like second instinct. dere's a lyphe beyond this, and dat's why i suppose peeps are very afraid to die. i wuz listening to a song.....it's kinda very sweet....goes like dis.....if i only had a week to live, i'd rather spend da rest of my lyphe with you....every day and every nite, all my dreams and hope being fulfilled....my love will never run out.....i will never loose it.....hurt cannot hurt meh cause i am strong. the day taste betta when you are here.......it's sweet isn't it???? well yeah....so i'd rather spend my days with you.....whoever reads my thought....and dat i noe you....i'd rather spend my days with you....and dis goes to all. i hate, but really.....do you noe meh well enuff??? lyphe's tooo short to hate for the rest of your lyphe.....

i'd rather be the person who only had 7 more days to live, why??? because den i would finally learn to thank everything...and everything....knowing it may be my last......but then again....why shouldn't i make everyday my last?!?!? i want a living image....even when death takes meh over. yeah, i'm talking bout death, and i haven't talked bout dis for quite a long time now, but one thing i must say......i am not afraid.....cause i know where i'm going.....

whoever reads this thought, i want you to know, that even if i am no longer present, i will always go on.....unless i am forgotten. everyday is my last, because i'm sick. i don't need a doctor to tell meh what is wrong with meh, because i have an idea of what's wrong, but i just want everyone of ya to know, i have never forgotten. each simple action that has hurt meh has been forgiven and will be forgiven. ur love for meh will never be wasted.....cause it will be returned. as i leave on a depressing thought....be happy.....smiles...even though i don't smile that often n e more....i want you to smile.....hehehe=>:D

you remember da song sung by like madonna in like dat movie???? da only line i ever remember is dis...."don't cry for meh argentina, the truth is i never left you." for i will never leave....i will be in your heart......there's some things you can predict.....there's sumthing with the air i breath in this week.....u can smell the foulness...but all dat will evntually pass...... just like everything will pass.....