some people are very forgiving. yes. i may say things with alot of emotion. like someone did sumthing to me or sumthing, but it doesn't mean that i haven't forgiven sumone. dat also pisses me off. if you noe me well, there are tons of things that piss the heck outta me. and i just can't help it but to get annoyed with it. one of those, when someone says that i say things as if i haven't forgiven that person. what? am i not supposed to cry when i reminence the pain that sumthing caused? am i not to feel angry when i remember the times that i got pissed? yeah, i got over that, but it doesn't mean that that anger doesn't come bak, i've forgiven them for that action, but that feeling only comes bak because it's a memory that has kept all the emotions that i've felt at that time. have you never noticed that when i talk about certain people i smile as if i would never smile again? yeah, i'm the lil happy gurl in the corner now days, i speak only when i'm spoken to, speak when i'm in a need to talk. but really, there are so few people that would talk to meh. they don't like the way i think, they don't like the way i act, they just don't like the way i am. i can't say i don't agree with them at times, but i must say i still love myself, even with all the faults and impurities. i love you all just the same way. even through all the pain, i can still smile at you, because you still mean the world to me. some things will just never be the same, i shall never talk to you, i haven't given you the last gift because i can't will myself to give it to you knowing that i made a vow to when i finish it. yeah, bessie noes what i'm talking about. i make harsh vows, and i know i shouldn't make them if i know i wouldn't be able to keep them, but that's the problem, i know i would keep that promise. no matter how much it kills me, i know i would keep that promise to myself. my promises mean alot to me. yeah yeah! i made it to the honour roll. pleaze tell me that it wasn't a mistake. people say that they made a mistake and i shouldn't have been on the honour roll, but please tell me that they didn't.

i can't stop saying i love you, i love you, i love you. yeah yeah, i just can't stop. i don't know. the more i feel that i'm being neglected, the more i need to say i love you. yes, i don't care who's reading this n e more, my thoughts are stupid, and i don't care. for those that do come and read my thoughts, i hope i know you, and i am saying i love you's to those i mean it to. you know me well enuff to know that i love it when i say i love someone. so when you don't believe me about when i say i love you. then just think about what love is.

1 Corinthians 13

4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails.

if i can treat you this way, then actually think about it, do i love you or do i not? dat's all i have to say to all of ya.