There was a little boy with a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, to hammer a nail in the back fence. The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Then it gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all. He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone. The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, "You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. Friends are a very rare jewel, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their hearts to us.

Girl and guy were speeding over 100 mph on a motorcycle.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 and put it on? It’s bugging me.In the paper the next day: A motorcycle had crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on the motorcycle, 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 she would live even though it meant he would die.

A man walked through the debrisTo reach the point he had dwelledWhere he was sure his home had beenHe was hopeless but compelledHe scanned the destructionBut he did not cryHe didn't know whyJust stared at the grey skyHollow and emptyHungry and coldMore hungry than numbMore numb than could be toldAnd then he found a torn photographA piece of his life on the groundHe recognized the image as his wifeAnd felt a stab in his heart like a knifeHis eyes filled with rivers of tearsHe heard her sweet voice insideFlashed back to moments and yearsHe had held her hand when she diedHe held onto her for dear lifeBut the water was stronger She finally let go...once loving wifeShe couldn't live any longerHe rocked back and forthSobbing in his shirtLost in his torn worldAnd trapped in his hurtThe smell of death everywhereA passerby searching in vain for a childNoticed and placed a hand on his shoulderJust as his world was growing colder and colder

How can you expect me to want to be with you again?? you loved me, you used me, you left me I was falling in love with you, I thought I finally found someone. I never would've thought you'd lie, or even cheat. I was so naive... even though you left me for her I still would've done any thing for you then when she dumped you, you came running back to me. All you did was play games with me and her, but now after 5 years of being used I finally can tell you that I will never think of you, never want to be with you, or even look at you. I have found some one else and that someone is ME, I have found strength in myself to move on to finally understand that our relationship was based on lies. you never truly loved me and that I never needed you. All I needed, all I have been searching for was always in me. So there's no hard feelings, no regrets because who I am today is all because of you. and thanks you for that.... 

Evil Sis

Buddies

Cuzin

Miiii Beztez Buddie

Awesome Buddiez

Favorite line of my least favorite movie!!!!