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March 2004
The Mountain's Secret
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Name: Marie
aka: CityKat
aka: Bubbles
Age: 18 - eek! I'm old...
Birthday: December 13
Zodiac: Sagittarius
Location: The box that is campus.
Loves: RH;MIT, music, friends, the outdoors, all of my hometowns, critters, WAGGGS
Fellow Tin Soldiers
Blog Links
Chicken Soup For The Souless -What goes on in Jesse's brain, nobody knows...
In ThE Tub WiTh SquIsHy -Christina's log, so just keep swimming!.
Lean On Me -Regan's digital and cryonable shoulder.
Manitoulin Wannabe -The heart of the island's where her heart lies.
One Ring... -Ali's blog. Her straight forward is kinda crooked.
Random Thoughts -It’s Jeff! And the voices!.
Searching in the Darkness -Lex's blog, we'll force him to see dawn one of these days.
Somewhere Over the Rainbow -It’s Kuriosity!
Super Spidey -A cookie and a kiss.
The World of Cr0magnus -Tech Reincarnated
Undead and Confused -My favourite Cool Kid!
Moutains and Valleys
Fun Links
Chris's Site -Games, Pics, Jokes... He's got it. And BESS can't get him.
F-Concept! Oi!Oi!Oi! -Leader's only!... okay, and Josh and Bubble!
havesomehats -All I'm saying is; elephants, checkered people, and top hats.
Sinfest -Funny as Hell. Thanks to Lex for getting me hooked.
Too Far North (Awesome)!! -The best band there ever was! (Okay, that might be stetching it, but hey we love you guys!) It consists of a lack of independant brain power and a collective love for music!
Blog Shares -Who's winning today?
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Bruises fade father, but the pain remains the same
And I still remember how you kept me so, so afraid
Strength is my mother for all the love she gave
Every morning that I wake I look back to yesterday
Yes I know not many people like her... but I like the lyrics. They work for me.
And she's right... bruises fade but pain remains. Scarred for life because of a simple night. We all our, my pain probably less then that of others. Somehow though, it lays heavily... He seems to have forgotten it ever happened... That probably means I should forget as well. However I was raised to believe he was good, he was just, he was right. I was raised to love him, believe in him and do what he asks of me. Then he lost his temper. He's as stubborn as I am, or maybe I'm as stubborn as he. I was out of ear shot and in tears when he stopped yelling, if only I had continued to her house, or my tree. If only I had had the strength.
'Hold your head high. Look him in the eyes. Don't let him see your fear. Don't let him know of the scars. Stay strong.' I had to face him again, I had to go home, I couldn't go anywhere else. Somehow my bestests were three steps away and I couldn't dump it on them. Maybe he would pull another stunt, maybe next time I ran I would make it. But not now, they have enough scars of their own. They don't need mine...
*hugs*
Television has proved that people will look at anything rather than each other. - Ann Landers
last modified Mar 10, 2004, 6:37 p
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Love the bottom quotation....
Need to figure out life...'tis the aim of this year...Amazingly, I think I can interpret this post.....
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REGS - March 10, 2004, 11:20 p
ok me so lost and confused...
my brain is so shot i can't tell what this post is completely about... oh well once i get over this ailment i will reread this and understand it... untill then... *hugs marie*...
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Iamweasel - March 10, 2004, 9:45 p
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