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         "angel eyes"

tonight i'llaskthe stars above,
how will i ever win your love
what do ido what do i say
to turn your angel eyes my way?



        " once apon a time"

once apon a time
somthing happened to me
it was th sweetestthing
that ever could be
it was a fantasy
a dream come true
it was the day I met you



I want someone who will love me in the worst mood... someone who won't laugh when I do stupid things such as shaking my airhead wrapper before I open it, or kissing the roof of my car everytime I go through a yellow light, or falling when I do a cartwheel... I want someone who will kiss my forehead while I'm sleeping... someone who won't apologize for the bad things that happen unless it's their fault... I want someone who will rock out to the corniest music with me or at least not make fun when I do it by myself... I need someone who will respect me... and have enough respect for themselves... I want someone who will walk me to my door and kiss me like they mean it... I want someone who I can bring home to my parents and be proud and someone who will bring me home to their parents and introduce me as their girlfriend... I want someone who will stare up at the stars with me just because... I want someone who likes to makeout in the rain... someone who will be honest and call me out when I make them mad, but doesn't freak out when I do the same... I want someone who likes to just drive for the hell of it, and will take walks to nowhere, but be happy because we are together...
I want someone who will stand outside with me in the freezing cold while I smoke a cigarette even if they don't smoke but just because... I want someone who will accept my bad habits and respect me enough to keep to themselves how much they hate them... I want someone who will play with my hair when I'm sleepy... I want someone who won't make fun of me for having so many pencils... I want someone who won't be annoyed with how messy I am.


I want someone who won't laugh when I cry to movies like An American Tale or The Fox and The Hound... I want someone who can pound a few shots of Southern Comfort no chaser with a smile on their face... I want someone who will be honest enough to tell me I look like shit when I do... I want someone who won't make fun of the size of my head and the fact that I can't fit it into any hat known to man... I want someone who enjoys looking at pictures of my past because they want to get to know me that much more... I want someone who will takes drives to far away places while I take photographs... I want someone who will be proud of me when I make little accomplishments like getting an A- on a paper I never thought I would do good on and someone who will push me to complete even bigger goals.
if you exsist...im here.





        "out there"
somewhere there is someone who dreams of your smile,and finds in your presence that life is worth wile, so when you are lonely remember its true, someone somewhere is thinking of you

           
A girl and guy were speeding, on a motorcycle, over 90 mph on the road..


Girl: Slow down. I’m scared.


Guy: No, this is fun.


Girl: No, it’s not. Please, it’s too scary!


Guy: Then tell me you love me.


Girl: Fine, I love you. Slow down!


Guy: Now give me a BIG hug.


*Girl hugs him*


Guy: Can you take my helmet off & put it on yourself? It’s bugging me.


(In the paper the next day)


A motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it, but


only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road, the guy realized that his
breaks broke, but he didn’t want to let the girl know. Instead, he had her say she loved
him & felt her hug one last time, then had her wear his helmet so that she would live even
though it meant that he would die.


..*..If you love someone this much put this on your site..*..






    LINKIN PARK: In The End

(It starts with)
One thing / I don’t know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To explain in due time
All I know
time is a valuable thing
Watch it fly by as the pendulum swings
Watch it count down to the end of the day
The clock ticks life away
It’s so unreal
Didn’t look out below
Watch the time go right out the window
Trying to hold on / but didn’t even know
Wasted it all just to
Watch you go
I kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I tried
so hard

And got so far
But in the end
It doesn't even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn't even matter

One thing / I don’t know why
It doesn’t even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind / I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how
I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mocking me
Acting like I was part of your property
Remembering all the times you fought with me
I’m surprised it got so (far)
Things aren’t the way they were before
You wouldn’t even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then
But it all comes back to me
In the end
You kept everything inside and even though I tried / it all fell apart
What it meant to me / will eventually / be a memory / of a time when I
I tried so hard

And got so far
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter

I’ve put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There’s only one thing you should know
I’ve put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
And for all this
There’s only one thing you should know
I tried so hard
And got so far
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
I had to fall
To lose it all
But in the end
It doesn’t even matter
---------------------------------------------
I Can be glad to call you a friend in time......



FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Never ask for food.


REAL FRIENDS: are the reason you have no food.


FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr/Mrs


REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM


FAKE ASS FRIENDS: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong.


REAL FRIENDS: Would sit next to you sayin "Damn ... we fucked up ... but that shit was fun!"


FAKE ASS FRIENDS: never seen you cry.


REAL FRIENDS: cry with you


FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back.

REAL FRIENDS: keep your shit so long they forget its yours.


FAKE ASS FRIENDS: know a few things about you.


REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you.


FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing.


REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you.


FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door.


REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!"


FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Are for awhile.


REAL FRIENDS: Are for life.


FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough.


REAL FRIENDS: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say "Bitch drink the rest of that you know we don't waste."


FAKE ASS FRIENDS: will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you.


REAL FRIENDS: Will knock them the fuck out


FAKE ASS FRIENDS: Would ignore this


REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it *************** ***************************************************

Love 

I love you. And thank you. But so you know.
I hate to say I love you
when I know that its not true
I hate to say I need you
its a lie through and through
I hate to say I miss you
because I really don’t
I hate to say I want you here
but its a lie so I wont
if your crying now I am sorry
but here’s the honest truth
the word loves just not big enough
it cant possibly cover all that I feel
the word love cant mean enough to make this heartbeat real
why say I need you when need don’t mean quite what I have to say
I don’t just need you... but there’s no stronger word I know
I cant just say I miss you...because I don’t..
I ache at the thought of you I don’t just miss you..
but its the best fit word.
I don’t just want you here I need you here
but needs not the best word...
I guess we need a new vocabulary to make these things be true.
I don’t want to say I love you...but its the best I can do.
so just to tell you....
I love you



Polish kids vs. American kids

American kids: Move out when they're 18 with the full
support of their
parents.
Polish kids: Move out when they're 28, having saved
enough money for a
house, and are two weeks away from getting
married....unless there's room in
the basement for the newlyweds.

American kids: When their Mom visits them, she brings
a Bundt cake, and you
sip coffee and chat.
Polish kids: When their Mom visits them, she brings 3
days worth of food,
begins to tidy up, dust, do the laundry, and rearrange
the furniture.

American kids: Their dads always call before they come
over to visit them,
and it's usually only on special occasions.
Polish kids: Are not at all fazed when their dads show
up, unannounced, on a
Saturday morning at 8:00, and starts painting the
window frames or mowing
the lawn.

American kids: Always pay retail, and look in the
Yellow Pages when they
need to have something done.
Polish kids: Call their dad or uncle, and ask for
another dad's or uncle's
phone number to get it done...cash deal. Know what I
mean??

American kids: Will come over for cake and coffee, and
get only cake and
coffee. No more.
Polish kids: Will come over and get golabki, pierogi,
roast chicken ,
salad, bread, fruit, cheesecake, and a few before,
during and after dinner
drinks.

American kids: Will greet you with 'Hello' or 'Hi'.
Polish kids: Will give you a big hug, a kiss on your
cheek, and a pat on
your back.

American kids: Borrow your stuff for a few days and
then return it.
Polish kids: Keep your stuff so long, they forget it's
yours.

American kids: Will eat at your dinner table and
leave.
Polish kids: Will spend hours there, talking,
laughing, and just being
together.

American kids: Know few things about you.
Polish kids: Could write a book with direct quotes
from you.

American kids: Eat peanut butter and jelly sandwiches
on soft mushy white
bread.
Polish kids: Eat kielbasa sandwiches with dill pickles
on rye bread.

American kids: Think that being Polish is cool.
Polish kids: Know that being Polish is cool.

I am very proud to tell you that iam polish :)



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2008-01-04 [Zehar]: so you've found him huh? (in reference to the top)

2008-04-21 [sktrbitch]: yes i did

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