tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4636100583862988802011-04-21T20:57:50.317-07:00alifechoicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01838443805107515743noreply@blogger.comBlogger51100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463610058386298880.post-15824177381809105792007-11-21T23:10:00.000-08:002007-11-21T23:14:52.062-08:00<a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rws3FOdmEJU/R0Ur7O3Hf4I/AAAAAAAAABI/BntgaL_KE3I/s1600-h/21-11-07_0404.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135559246687469442" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_rws3FOdmEJU/R0Ur7O3Hf4I/AAAAAAAAABI/BntgaL_KE3I/s320/21-11-07_0404.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>I must take the baby steps 'til I'm full grown, full grown</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463610058386298880-1582417738180910579?l=misunderstoodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alifechoicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01838443805107515743noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463610058386298880.post-60768279077313872192007-11-19T20:35:00.000-08:002007-11-19T20:47:06.574-08:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rws3FOdmEJU/R0Jmve3Hf3I/AAAAAAAAABA/r9zJPirSpXc/s1600-h/CIMG1826.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134779491079913330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rws3FOdmEJU/R0Jmve3Hf3I/AAAAAAAAABA/r9zJPirSpXc/s320/CIMG1826.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>If tomorrow somebody tell you that im dead, and that my last sigh was your name, are you gonna remember all those moments?</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I love you because you bring the best out of me.<br />Your terrific sense of humor<br />Everytime I look at you, my heart misses a beat<br />You're the one who holds the key to my heart<br />You always say what I need to hear (You are perfect).<br />You have taught me the true meaning of love.<br />Love is, what you mean to me - and you mean everything</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463610058386298880-6076827907731387219?l=misunderstoodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alifechoicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01838443805107515743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463610058386298880.post-42169686678951971772007-11-16T22:27:00.000-08:002007-11-16T22:29:56.556-08:00<a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rws3FOdmEJU/Rz6KSu3Hf0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/CAZQ7NPaswk/s1600-h/21-09-07_0337.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133692679670431554" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_rws3FOdmEJU/Rz6KSu3Hf0I/AAAAAAAAAAo/CAZQ7NPaswk/s320/21-09-07_0337.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>i feel like in the sky<br />i'll love you until i die<br />Everytime i see your smile it makes me love you even more and more...<br />because you are my life<br />and without you..i am nothing...<br /></div><br /><div>i don't wanna be alone ever again...don't leave me.<br /></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>I love you, for ever and ever...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463610058386298880-4216968667895197177?l=misunderstoodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alifechoicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01838443805107515743noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463610058386298880.post-20642998407706819832007-11-15T23:18:00.000-08:002007-11-15T23:33:24.989-08:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rws3FOdmEJU/Rz1HLu3HfxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_4SsrhMfi2U/s1600-h/h.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133337417155575570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rws3FOdmEJU/Rz1HLu3HfxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/_4SsrhMfi2U/s320/h.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Don't ever change</div><br /><div></div><br /><div></div><br /><div>You never wear a stitch of laceYour powder's never on your faceYou're always wearing jeans, except on SundaysSo, please, don't ever changeNo, don't you ever changeI kind of like you just the way you areYou don't know the latest danceBut when it's time to make romanceYour kisses let me know you're not a tomboySo, please, don't ever changeNo, don't you ever changeJust promise me you're always gonna beAs sweet as you areI love you when you're happyI love you when you're blueI love you when you're mad at meSo how can I get tired of you?A lots of other girls I've seenThey know how to treat guys meanBut you would rather die than ever hurt meSo, please, don't ever changeNo, don't you ever changeJust promise me you're always gonna beAs sweet as you arePlease, don't ever changeDon't you ever changePlease, don't you ever changeDon't you </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463610058386298880-2064299840770681983?l=misunderstoodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alifechoicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01838443805107515743noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-463610058386298880.post-32631073679185061462007-11-15T23:02:00.000-08:002007-11-15T23:18:08.165-08:00<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rws3FOdmEJU/Rz1EHu3HfwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RMzNglYrNbI/s1600-h/j.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133334049901215490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_rws3FOdmEJU/Rz1EHu3HfwI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RMzNglYrNbI/s320/j.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div>it's your choice u pick your own future...and u live that way until you can't decide anymore...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/463610058386298880-3263107367918506146?l=misunderstoodd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>alifechoicehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01838443805107515743noreply@blogger.com0