i have 11 pets =]
my two rabbis hikari, and fluffers are the cutest rabbits in the world to me
my snake J.J is the cutest corn snake, hes white, orange and yellow. hes an albino corn snake
my sisters two parakeets who are the most beautiful birds, their white and look like little doves
my two dogs, Oreo and Roxy, Roxy is the most beautiful girl i have ever seen, shes the cutest little thing, Oreo is my baby boy, hes just like a baby and is the most adorable puppy from his Teddie face to his curly tail :3
my 3 frogs are well, frogs o.o i have had them since 3rd grade =]
my guinea pig snickers is cute, hes fat and barley moves but hes adorable =]

1.Gaara :3
2.Naruto XD
3.kakashi
4.hinate
5.sasuke
6.ino
7.shikamaru
8.jyria

God is my protector, he is with me everywhere. i put my trust in him and let him guide me. hes the most important thing in my life and i know i can always pray and know that he will help me =]

A comfortable old age is the reward of a well-spent youth. Instead of its bringing sad and melancholy prospects of decay, it would give us hopes of eternal youth in a better world.


Advice in old age is foolish; for what can be more absurd than to increase our provisions for the road the nearer we approach to our journey's end.

Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.

Anger is a killing thing: it kills the man who angers, for each rage leaves him less than he had been before - it takes something from him.

A man who dares to waste one hour of time has not discovered the value of life.

Advice is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't

A man cannot free himself from the past more easily than he can from his own body.

A man cannot free himself from the past more easily than he can from his own body. ~André Maurois


The past is not a package one can lay away. ~Emily Dickinson


Praises for our past triumphs are as feathers to a dead bird. ~Paul Eldridge


The past is strapped to our backs. We do not have to see it; we can always feel it. ~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960


The past is a foreign country; they do things differently there. ~Lesley P. Hartley, The Go-Between, 1953


The Past lies upon the Present like a giant's dead body. ~Nathaniel Hawthorne, The House of Seven Gables


The one charm of the past is that it is the past.

Blood Rushes:

Blood rushes
feelings hurt
people screaming
people crying in agony
wishing they could save their life
the life of the one they loved
the one that thought no one loved them
the parents wanting to hug their child
not able to see them again
the one with their life ahead of them
the one that died of hate
the one trying to make others life’s better
trying to end others suffering
but only causing more
the one that is hurt
how do you save a life?

Brother’s:

Nice, sweet, caring
funny, nice, awesome
always there for me
always there for everybody
I’m always happy to talk to them
always sweet as can be
my very best brothers
Kenny and Eddie :3

humans:

Humans
beautiful and ugly in their own way
we love each other
yet kill one another
do great things for the world
yet destroy it ourselves
marry the one we fall in love with
well another is cheating
kids play and have fun
while others bully and hurt
adults go to work
while others commit crimes
families together on holidays and nights
others spilt apart because of fights
first loves
first break ups
humans
beautiful and ugly


Why?:
I sit here alone
in my room
its all dark with gloom
I just found out my grandpa died
the man who I always believed would come back
come back and love his family
you see he left
left my family because he got mad at my dad
my dad was a best man at his friends wedding
my grandpa had his birthday date chaged to the date of the wedding
my dad said sorry he couldn’t go
but my grandpa still got mad
I was only six
but two years ago when I was ten
he came back
said he was sorry and wanted to be with us again
after six months he left once again
and now two years later
im sitting here wondering
wondering why he left once again
and broke our hearts
but the question is will I ever find out why?
im not sure if I will
because you see
just recently he died
died of cancer
im sure I will never know
why he stopped loving us
why he let us go

Love hurts:

I sit quietly in the background watching
as people hurt themselves
as people fight to the death
for the ones they love
but they don’t see that
the person their fighting for doesn’t love them back
that’s what happens when you don’t look out for yourself
you get hurt
you end up giving it your all for someone who never liked you from the beginning
your getting stabbed in the back
they talk behind your back
they replace you with someone ells
they make sure your hurting on the inside
let them go
you’ll be ok

River of blood:

I sit here alone
all alone
w8ing for someone to come
no one comes
but I’m screaming so loud
I’m killing myself
with a blade to my wrist
the blood is flowing down like a river of shame
the tears flow down my face as I fall to the floor
goodbye world I will miss you

forgotten soul:

Screaming in my head
someone come save me
from my own self
I feel so alone
no one can save me from myself
I mine as well die now
instead of putting harm to myself in the future
instead of hurting others around me
no one would miss me
no one would care
if I were dead
a forgotten soul

Always and forever:

A boy felt strongly for a girl
her soul so fragile
he always wanted to protect her
he always wanted to make her feel special
he always loved her with all his heart
but she didn’t like it
she never loved him
she used him
always had her eyes on another boy
she broke the boys heart
he killed himself
a note in his hands to the girl
“I always loved you, I know you used me and I don’t care
at least I hade you for a little while and I will always watch over you”
the girl felt so horrible
she realized she loved him
so she laid down next to the boy
and took the razor he used to slit his throat and wrists
and she killed herself so she could be with the boy
always and forever

soul mates:

Under the moonlight a boy and girl meet
first sight there in love
they walk over to each other
hands meet
body’s become closer
faces inches apart
closer
closer
there lips touch
it feels like an eternity before they break for air
still gazing into each other’s eyes
they realize true love for ever
soul mates finally meet

I’m so mad:

that girl is such a b***h
the way she treats me
I feel like I want to kill someone
but then I see him
it always calms me down
the way he looks at me
those eyes his smile
whenever my eyes burn of fury towards another
I just look at him
that one boy
he’s so special
the way he can calm me down

with a knif at hand:

I’m standing
staring at the knife in my hand
I told myself I would go through with it
am I ready to leave the world just yet
yes I am
I have disappointed my parents
let my sisters down
hurt my friends
hurt my loved ones
I deserve to go
to leave this world
to ease them all pain
I slowly start to cut into my hand
I let the blood flow down
then I quickly slit my throat
blood rushes so fast so quickly

since second grade:

Blood rushes to my cheeks very fast
there he is the boy I like
my best friend
since second grade
he makes me stare at him
always been my best friend
but I have to hide in the shadows
because I cant tell him
or ells it will ruin our friendship
forever

a blazing passion:

The blazing passion I can feel from his heart
the passion from mine feels the same
it feels like true love
the secrets they tell
they whisper to each other
as if they were closer than ever
the blazing fire between us as we get closer
it gets so hot
as if I could burn to death any second
finally we kiss
like the burning passion between us
and uncontainable fire
always burns between us

the way you look:

The way you look at me
it hurts
you look at me as if you want me to die
what the h*ll did I do to you
did I hurt you
no I didn’t
so why do you look at me like that
oh yea
you wanted me dead
because I told you to stop taking drugs
and since you didn’t
I never talked to you again

Eternal:

I can feel the coldness whelming up in the room
I can’t feel anything
I can’t see anything
its dark and cold in this restless world
were do you think I am?
I’m at the cemetery
in my grave
at eternal rest
because I gave up all fate
gave up on family
gave up and friends
and worst gave up on me
now I lay here in the ground
my soul at eternal rest.

the pain from being near him:

Pain of being near him
He sits next to me
I look at him and blush
I can feel my cheeks turning red
I can feel the longing pain of wanting him
the pain of being near him
but I hate him
why do I like him?
I told myself I hated him
but he is just so amazing
the way he talks to me
maybe I shouldn’t hate him
but I can’t go back
tell him I’m sorry for being mean
how do I break old habits of being mean to him
I got to try to make peace

outcast:

Why do I feel like this?
Why do I feel like I don’t belong?
I feel like an outcast
I feel like no one cares
I feel like I can’t be myself
my true self
the nicer better me
truthfully how do I try?
how do I not feel like I don’t belong?
lord help me please!
help me feel like I belong were I am.

pain inside:

The pain I feel inside
I’m dying at my pace
Dyeing is fate
But not at a young age
I shouldn’t feel this way
I’m dying inside
Dyeing of pain
The pain of being me
I feel different from everyone
I feel like no one sees me
Or that no one cares
I feel all alone
But I’m not alone
I have a lot of people
but I keep myself isolated
Isolated in my own little world
To keep from this pain
I suffer alone
In my own little world