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| i found this on myspace.. but i really like it.. so feel free to read it.
This is for the girls who have left sad song lyrics in their away messages, who have tried to make someone understand through a subliminally appealing profile, who have time and time again dropped their male friend hint after hint after hint only to watch him chase after the first blonde girl in a skirt.
This is for the girls who have been told that they're too good or too smart or too pretty, who have been given compliments as a way of breaking off a relationship, who have ever been told they are only wanted as a friend.
This one's for the girls who you can take home to mom, but won't because it's easier to sleep with a whore than foster a relationship; this is for the girls who have been led on by words and kisses and touches, all of which were either only true for the moment, or never real to begin with.
This is for the girls who have had their hearts broken and their hopes dashed by someone too cavalier to have cared in the first place; this is for the nights spent dissecting every word and syllable and inflection in his speech, for the nights when you've returned home alone, for the nights when you've seen from across the room him leaning a little too close, or standing a little too near, or talking a little too softly for the girl he's with to be a random hookup.
This one's for the girls!
Keep you head up. You are a beautiful person. and you are probably too good for him anyways. i know it hurts, but in the long run it will hurt him more, because once he realizes what an amazing person you are, it will be to late, and if he never realizes, then he is just stupid and didnt deserve your attention and broken heart.
This one's for the girls
who've ever had a broken heart
who've wished upon a shooting star
your beautiful the way you are
This one's for the girls
who love without holding back
who dream with everything they have
all around the world
this one's for the girls
smile, you're beautiful.
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me & jenny had a rap off. OHHHHHH
sam: its like.. uh. uh... oh... uh.. check it... theres paint on the walls, paint on the ceiling, after a while the paint starts peelin. uh.
jenny: i can rap with my cap in my nap and oooooooooooooooooooh SHNAP!
sam: check it uh uh, i was walkin ta class, i saw jenny, this dude...we were both hungry & we also shared food, she went to art i went to math leading us both to a diffrent path. UHHH
jenny: i show you my ring- nah wait what the heck i`ll show you all my bling. i`m messing with your head, you going real down, you`re a creepin clown!!!
sam: oh oh ohoh i lit a match oooo its on fiieeyahh i slittt ya throat i slit ya tiyaaa oooohh its the popo everyone needa gogo run ta soho, ya no, ya hoe, flo wid the soooul, OHHHH
jenny: i head hurts, i`m running as my heart beats. just one thing; when can ya finally me my gaming seats!?
sam: ooo you made a mistake, oooo ya heart breaks, the beat stops, the seat hops, ohhhhshittt nigggg it be the copppsss
jenny:its raining its pouring the old man is snoring REMIX!! oh oh oh uh oh it was a sunny day but that went away. you`re killing me with your decisions.. its an obsession. i can`t forget i can`t regret so rain and drain away.. snort* snort*
sam: oh oh oh oh you got the remix i got the original b you aint nothing not even a smooth criminal, i got a beep beep you know what that means? its a nextel oh shit i forgot, all you got is beans, dont mess with me you got madd nerrrve dude go home cuz you got served
jenny: i got served some pie, it wasn`t sweet enought so it went in your eye, you tried to get tartar sauce on my face, and everyone just knocked you out you disgrace, don`t mess with ME i tell you, `cause i be always high on booooze
sam: dont even start yo you falling apart, i'll knock you out i'll punch you out.. to put it in other words i'll take you out. no not to breakfast not lunch or dinner, every time i send this your comebacks get thinner so bounce away i'm callin you out , dont bother to scream dont even bother to pout | | |
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am·o·rous·ness [adj.]:
1. strongly attracted or disposed to love.
2. indicative of love or sexual desire.
3. of or associated with love.
4. being in love; enamored: He had been amorous of her since the day they met.
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goes by the name of samantha anne franco-lee. although, completely hating the middle name anne don't get it mixed up with the last name, 'franco-lee'. turning oh so sweet sixteen on january 27. always smiling with friends, taking random pictures, hanging out, hotels, baking muffins, cookies, cakes, dancing in the rain, watching rain, just rain overall, sitting in snow, bacon cheese burgers w/ bbq sauce, talking to my buddies, shopping, saying 'dandy'; 'awesome; & other words i really like, watching sunsets or sunrises, hot chocolate with the little marshmallows, biting people but not that hard x), giving people the nicknames which are inatimate objects, naming inatimate objects and of course when watching the movie Garden State. just a sophomore at Pace highschool. currently single—but has a crush on a special mister. 
