Friday, March 14, 2014
So There
I'm left w|o a friend in the world. My pimple is being made fun of somehow and tried to stay from what someone did for someone on my Facebook. This was even supposed to nt be spoken @. You all are just mean to me. You're messin' with my body!!
Don't even tell me my old friends matter. They aren't talking and are having an attitude.
Don't even tell me my old friends matter. They aren't talking and are having an attitude.
Before
I wasn't necessarily denying what you told me you said. I guess I just didn't have my thoughts straight. I'm worried cuz they were mean to me 1st. No one has gotten mad at me but comforted and bowed down to them. But I wonder if we will all wonder what about the other people? I would like other friends, too. I do have a connection with my old friends, but maybe it's a skin deep relationship. So, what do you do? You can't send me to jail nor get anything in court because they didn't tell me to stop. I thought they liked it, too. Just didn't write back. This other girl I was upset but not too too too mean. I mean why can't we move on? Yes, it was 2006, a more serious critical time to pretend not to watch. You'd forgive someone else because they're more interesting to you. I don't want anyone to ask what's wrong with me cuz it was something stupid I did. So, that said.. I did say sorry and talk to them a little and never a response. I just know there's other fish in the sea when it comes to some things. I mean what should I pay them? I don't see why I'd think @ it if they don't talk to me, though. I think it's that they don't wanna talk to me, anyway. Maybe aren't comfortable or want new friends.
A Real Baby Sitter in 1's Mind
Christina was on the bank of an old town in America and was thinking @ the other girls and what needed to be done. She could not do much to comfort for they only obeyed their mama.
The sun was up high. Christina touched 1 girl and swerved her over and told her to put on her bonnet for she already had freckles and grayish hair and a squinted face. She smiled and obeyed.
A lady took her hand and told her of what was to happen, they were to practice singing in choir. She was invited to learn to play organ and learned pieces that were not used in mass. She was 12, but it wasn't too late, yet.
They practiced in choir. There was a posse of underdogs with her her age. She ended up at the organ, though, a new addition to the children's choir.
After church they wandered a ways by a dock and had a singing and dancing celebration. There was a big reenactment. Year was 1750. Christina had on her pink frock with spots and hair in braids, bonnet on. There was mad fiddling going on. Some older ladies really got into it.
The sun was up high. Christina touched 1 girl and swerved her over and told her to put on her bonnet for she already had freckles and grayish hair and a squinted face. She smiled and obeyed.
A lady took her hand and told her of what was to happen, they were to practice singing in choir. She was invited to learn to play organ and learned pieces that were not used in mass. She was 12, but it wasn't too late, yet.
They practiced in choir. There was a posse of underdogs with her her age. She ended up at the organ, though, a new addition to the children's choir.
After church they wandered a ways by a dock and had a singing and dancing celebration. There was a big reenactment. Year was 1750. Christina had on her pink frock with spots and hair in braids, bonnet on. There was mad fiddling going on. Some older ladies really got into it.
A Proppa Gul
Christina was the oldest girl and had raven hair with a sunny tint. She sat in church with her Bible, looking forward to what awaited next. The girls were fidgeting and telling.
All the Witches - all fall down
There was a romantic dude sitting on a rock named Puck Luck. The girls gathered round to hear what he tell, for he know where the evil spirits dwell.
The Witches of Town Little Big Town
People were still wearing those big evening gowns. The girls who were little were in their rooms. Christina was the youngest, age 12.
So, Christina was in her room with her cat feeding it cream.
All the girls and boys of town gathered at once all around. A merry festival to bestow to the people here below. They played jump rope and bridges of town, for all the people are falling down! Christina joined in in merry well, everyone else she thought could just go to Hell. Instead she fell, and the youngest was picked up. No reason but accepted it was enough.
So, Christina was in her room with her cat feeding it cream.
All the girls and boys of town gathered at once all around. A merry festival to bestow to the people here below. They played jump rope and bridges of town, for all the people are falling down! Christina joined in in merry well, everyone else she thought could just go to Hell. Instead she fell, and the youngest was picked up. No reason but accepted it was enough.
Babies Wanting Mommies?
Babies! Ugh! Who needs em?
Anyway, there were several girls named Dierdra (20,) Chloe (18,) Sylvesta (17,) Belle (16,) Georgietta (15,) Sally (14,) Christina (12,) Anastasia (11,) and the little 1 Beth-Amy (7.)
Christina was with Anastasia and Beth-Amy. "I wanna be the baby!" said Beth-Amy. "Okay," said Anastasia rather forcefully but against her will.
They went outside, but Christina was left alone with some other younger girls and people from town.
She sat on the bank of the lake concerned about the other girls.
Anyway, there were several girls named Dierdra (20,) Chloe (18,) Sylvesta (17,) Belle (16,) Georgietta (15,) Sally (14,) Christina (12,) Anastasia (11,) and the little 1 Beth-Amy (7.)
Christina was with Anastasia and Beth-Amy. "I wanna be the baby!" said Beth-Amy. "Okay," said Anastasia rather forcefully but against her will.
They went outside, but Christina was left alone with some other younger girls and people from town.
She sat on the bank of the lake concerned about the other girls.
Story
There was a special girl named Celesta, which is also the name of a beautiful twinkling piano instrument. She had slanted eyes and medium blonde hair, blue eyes. She wore a sunbonnet. She was very deep and learning @ the world from time to time. Another friend greeted her with big blue eyes and dark brown hair. "So," said the 2nd girl, Sophia, "Who's your mama?" "Oh.. I am a lone maiden." She started singing some blissful song. "How.. old are you?" "I'm 1 hundred years young!" and with that she stripped of her dressed and jumped into the little lake. Sophia giggled and followed her.
Problem
I thought you used to tell me not to worship my old best friend. She is teasing me about my messup. What is the real problem? I'm just a nigger? Then, why do other people still talk to me..most don't, they do think I'm a nigger but still talk to me and sometimes tell me I'm a nigger.
Issue
You all make statements and were all trash being exposed to things young and then saying I can't do it at the right age!
Liking Me
I thought you liked me. Maybe, you're like my friends.
You all don't even know who I am. Everyone caricatures me as a part Chinese.
You all don't even know who I am. Everyone caricatures me as a part Chinese.
Problem
My mom is telling me I'm not deserving of 1960 born people but others are and went to bed. Ellen said it. She said it has to be amazing. I'm not doing anything of the sort! Those spoiled brats. I think my aunt did it, too. You all are criminals. I can't wait til I die!
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