tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69454544545717517222024-03-21T21:18:05.014-07:00love blog thingSkinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.comBlogger129125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-87260697460702225872009-03-31T06:40:00.001-07:002009-03-31T06:42:34.831-07:00Easter Bouquet<p align="left"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFbEmKfXkC5Y-BkhQYdoKU6nu6c-Ux-eu3pGfHx_KcxbGyOk_GvoaXGNulsf8vXlzUQXMdz-gxU1XBt3FV8aic73eZhz02HAejG6HC-MC4VC92syjDMrHQJhFnyUogH5vlsMmcXM8B198/s1600-h/pic022.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319346357908378562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgFbEmKfXkC5Y-BkhQYdoKU6nu6c-Ux-eu3pGfHx_KcxbGyOk_GvoaXGNulsf8vXlzUQXMdz-gxU1XBt3FV8aic73eZhz02HAejG6HC-MC4VC92syjDMrHQJhFnyUogH5vlsMmcXM8B198/s320/pic022.jpg" border="0" /></a></p><br /><div align="center"><br />An Easter Bouquet for you, my Dear,<br />To bring in the season of spring this year<br />Each bloom has been chosen in hopes to convey<br />My message of love and appreciation this day<br /><br />With a red Carnation,<br />To show how my heart aches for you,<br />Posies of Forget-Me-Nots,<br />To show my love is true<br /><br />And fragrant Freesias,<br />Embracing trust we share<br />With Lilies of the Valley,<br />Returning happiness and care<br /><br />Daisies to show,<br />My love is loyal - undivided,<br />As the Phlox whispers softly,<br />'Our souls are united,'<br /><br />And I've added Primrose,<br />To remind you again<br />That I can't live without you,<br />And with you I'll remain<br /><br />And all about this Easter bouquet,<br />Are sprigs of Baby's Breath,<br />So delicately displayed<br />With a message of their own,<br />Which I've known from the start,<br />Of the innocence of your love,<br />And your pureness of heart<br /><br />So, to you, my Dear,<br />I lovingly bestow<br />A message of love,<br />Even these blooms seem to know.<br /><br />Happy Easter! </div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="justify"><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><p align="center"><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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it’s the echoes of your soul<br />And the gentle beat of you heart so free<br />So strong, it’s kept the beast inside me under control<br /><br />Deep inside my Stillness, I can feel your hands<br />Holding my heart with such a tender caress<br />Cradled in your palms, is where it always lands<br />Where its beats, forever as yours and mine, for us<br /><br />Deep inside my Stillness, your emotions run so deep<br />In every part of me, in every dark space within me<br />From the time the sun rises to the time I sleep<br />It’s where your love lives, where it’s always free<br /><br />Deep inside my Stillness, I feel the breeze of your voice<br />And hear your whispers as they leave your lips<br />“My love for you, I’ll never again have to sacrifice“<br />“I won’t deny the softness of your tender kiss, you lips”</span> </span></div><div align="justify"><br /><br /><p align="center"><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; 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I am there with you…<br />Always and forever I will remain<br />Your very best friend…..</span><br /><br /></div><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="justify"><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><p align="center"><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /></a></p><br /></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-13467578258845199542009-03-24T04:50:00.000-07:002009-03-24T04:52:16.470-07:00Endless Spring<div align="center"><span style="font-family:arial;color:#6600cc;">The motions of my day, were lost when you rang.<br />I don't remember coming home.<br />How did I get home?<br />I don't remember what I ate.<br />Did I eat?<br />I don't remember putting a bow in my hair,<br />but it's there.<br />What was I doing?<br /><br />I slide my hands up, tracing my collar bones<br />I slide them behind my neck, I unlock<br />the sparkling string of pearls<br />that hang around my neck, usually.<br />Your voice isn't gentle.<br />It is, when you are romantic.<br />But your voice isn't gentle.<br />It's stupid, and lovely.<br />I fall into the lavender sheets, breathing softly<br />a sigh.<br />I remember our endless spring.<br /><br />You have pale thighs, pathetic in the sun.<br />Waist deep in the crisp, cool stream, I call for you.<br />You're bold and undaunted, but now you are not.<br />You are weeping and whining. Patiently,<br />I splash around,<br />I pull the water up my arms,<br />it tickles. It trickles. It rolls off my skin like beads of tears.<br />They are tears of joy, tears of sorrow,<br />tears of the possibility of you fulfilling someone<br />else's life. Tears that are ours.<br />I spin around and see the velvet green. The water is warming.<br />The summer is coming.<br />The brush is quiet, it is silent, much like that<br />of a quiet, winter night in a modest cul-de-sac.<br />Silent like a sleeping baby.<br />The river giggles at you, as do I.<br />You are my watchman, you are my doll.<br />You are my jester, I... I need you on repeat this time.<br /><br />I am asleep. </span><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="justify"><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><p align="center"><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /></a></p><br /></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-31704025279123844192009-03-24T04:47:00.000-07:002009-03-24T04:49:00.566-07:00Can you see it in my eyes<div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"><strong>You don't know how I'm feeling.<br />I have yet to vocalize<br />Desire deep inside me.<br />Can you see it in my eyes?<br /><br />I tremble when I'm near you<br />Heat travels up my thighs<br />and I want you with an urgency<br />That I just can't describe.<br /><br />Dare I reach out to touch you?<br />Do you think you'd realize<br />How much I want and need you?<br />Can you see it in my eyes?<br /><br />I long to say, 'I love you,'<br />But am scared of your reply.<br />Terrified like a child<br />I've become paralyzed.<br /><br />The camouflaged emotions<br />Lead to pain and silent cries.<br />And yet I just can't tell you.<br />Don't you see it in my eyes?<br /><br />Confessing through this poem<br />My dilemma summarized.<br />The feeling's quite cathartic,<br />But will lead to my demise. </strong></span><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="justify"><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><p align="center"><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /></a></p><br /></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-9181256995482956152009-03-12T02:43:00.000-07:002009-03-12T02:45:58.659-07:00You and Me<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqRIVlFGt1buYOs9OnGzbjZ_levr2whX82poezxyCUdlKqI3PeEx-qjaAfc9QKanASsR3peOSdQv_SoQfYgrvHZ4_xJFazLVn9u6vXyV_YD4P9YKYtS0-HL59eJOpk0MCDB-TFo4q5Is4/s1600-h/rose.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312235123295429058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqRIVlFGt1buYOs9OnGzbjZ_levr2whX82poezxyCUdlKqI3PeEx-qjaAfc9QKanASsR3peOSdQv_SoQfYgrvHZ4_xJFazLVn9u6vXyV_YD4P9YKYtS0-HL59eJOpk0MCDB-TFo4q5Is4/s320/rose.jpg" border="0" /></a>
<br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6666;"><strong>When fate first drew us close together
<br />I knew we would be one
<br />And now your in my heart forever
<br />It feels like heavens come
<br />
<br />I love the way you love me
<br />The way I love you too
<br />But most of all I love you
<br />Because our love is true
<br />
<br />Sometimes I don’t like life
<br />Sometimes I feel let down
<br />But you’re my guiding light
<br />To the better world around
<br />
<br />So as I write this poem
<br />My life feels so complete
<br />I know just where we’re going
<br />Us two cannot be beat
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<br />Now we have connected
<br />We know where we both lie
<br />In each other’s hearts we’ll stay
<br />For all time and eternity</strong></span></div><div align="justify">
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<br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"><em>In the early morning hours
<br />When my day comes to a start
<br />My first thought is always you
<br />And how you touch my heart
<br />
<br />I spend the next few hours
<br />Feeling thankful and so blessed
<br />While missing you pours over the joy
<br />I know this is just a test
<br />
<br />It's the challenge of my wills
<br />To strengthen me with power
<br />Reminiscing of the love we share
<br />And guide me through each hour.
<br />
<br />As lunchtime rolls around
<br />I am still immersed in you
<br />I am wrapped up in the memories we made
<br />And of all the things we do.
<br />
<br />The afternoon is still dragging on
<br />And the day seems not to end
<br />I know at night when I climb into bed
<br />Those thoughts will begin again
<br />
<br />I will lay my head down on my pillow
<br />And as I try to close my eyes
<br />Those thoughts of you won’t let me slumber
<br />And then I start to cry
<br />
<br />Just a circle of my daily passage
<br />With my mind on only you
<br />But I feel so grateful and so blessed
<br />That another day is through
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<br />Each day that passes is a day closer to you… </em></span></div><div align="justify">
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<br />Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-42927416123489762772009-03-02T05:34:00.000-08:002009-03-12T02:43:19.596-07:00Wrap around us<div align="center"><span style="color:#6633ff;">Have you ever realized how great hugs are? I'm talking about real hugs; not the awkward ones. Not the ones where you put your arms around the other person, just for them to stand there. or put their arms half-heartedly around you.I'm talking about the ones where they wrap their arms around you like physical friendship. And you can feel the love. Isn't that the best feeling? Being physically wrapped in love and friendship.</span></div><br /><br /><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span><br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="justify"><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><p align="center"><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /></a></p><br /><br /></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-65418225850877824792009-02-11T05:39:00.000-08:002009-02-11T05:42:49.159-08:00You Can Depend On Me<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvkdNooeHRszUm-ekaI1TXYFqxaguJ5iWtKQDINe-8uOpcCh26FBmOsOhU-p67C2CbR2QYInwGvEVYr-zmfVNEx-3VFBnQ2mA0ku2dLkIcVQlT-Hj4Spa9GIkPH-S6v83GMhfs2C3ek7A/s1600-h/23789.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301534508059965330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvkdNooeHRszUm-ekaI1TXYFqxaguJ5iWtKQDINe-8uOpcCh26FBmOsOhU-p67C2CbR2QYInwGvEVYr-zmfVNEx-3VFBnQ2mA0ku2dLkIcVQlT-Hj4Spa9GIkPH-S6v83GMhfs2C3ek7A/s320/23789.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#cc33cc;">Deep down you know<br />The friends who still care<br />Giving upmost support<br />They will always be there<br /><br />We said friends forever<br />Long before you withdrew<br />Surely you must realise<br />The promise remains true<br /><br />Know each passing day<br />I am always there for you<br />Offering a helping hand<br />As this is what friends do<br /><br />Heartfelt prayers go out<br />Knowing in times of need<br />On me you can depend<br />In friendship I guaranteed<br /></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="justify"><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><p align="center"><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /></a></p><br /><br /></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-5267395619559643862009-02-11T05:34:00.000-08:002009-02-11T05:38:20.496-08:00I Love You<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIIO2s9uOhJofmE5ibAcHGIOJxRbJrF6Nm5R3sJeklD8qZtydiAtuKS6Aw7J-p4b801jWOKng3rFx91tM3T5Lp1-Ct_MjqwxWuMnwVoMitY8gM8qo67KouxI9Mqk0MyIlw8YRCiuu7TOs/s1600-h/19403.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301533532296185554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 262px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIIO2s9uOhJofmE5ibAcHGIOJxRbJrF6Nm5R3sJeklD8qZtydiAtuKS6Aw7J-p4b801jWOKng3rFx91tM3T5Lp1-Ct_MjqwxWuMnwVoMitY8gM8qo67KouxI9Mqk0MyIlw8YRCiuu7TOs/s320/19403.JPG" border="0" /></a>
<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff0000;"><strong>I love you for that certain smile
<br />that cheers me up when I am blue.
<br />I love you for your tenderness
<br />that warms me through and through.
<br />
<br />I love you for your kindness
<br />and understanding heart;
<br />one that always says,
<br />"I love you very much."
<br />
<br />I love you for your faith in me
<br />and your sweet, loving ways.
<br />I love you for the many things you do
<br />so often without praise.
<br />
<br />I love you for all these things
<br />and a million others too,
<br />but, most of all, for who I am
<br />whenever I'm with you.</strong></span>
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<br />Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-42989033577526899062009-02-09T05:09:00.001-08:002009-02-09T05:12:24.476-08:00For Students Poem<div align="center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdjj2aoPNPRcTG5X5RTAeS75-gD6dzezYpgHy-lqgnoj93nWx6aFYw8gdCwLGoYyP9zyuW6GzmwTIK7jVP-oquAha8Ght14oG-CL36kyplp5cBqJO9EgUyWKICCOItrTGFelYJcgj1Kuc/s1600-h/hsc4228l.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300784191524193362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 252px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdjj2aoPNPRcTG5X5RTAeS75-gD6dzezYpgHy-lqgnoj93nWx6aFYw8gdCwLGoYyP9zyuW6GzmwTIK7jVP-oquAha8Ght14oG-CL36kyplp5cBqJO9EgUyWKICCOItrTGFelYJcgj1Kuc/s320/hsc4228l.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="color:#00cccc;">Spectacular!<br />Today is Monday,<br />You're off to that dreaded place,<br />5 days a week you spend here,<br />You'll never escape!<br /><br />You have your books,<br />You have your brain,<br />When the day is through,<br />It'll be in a lot of pain,<br />And you have your friends,<br />Some good and some great,<br />But talk to them too much and you'll be late.<br /><br />Keep your grades up though and watch with care,<br />Someday you'll look at colleges and say I want to go there,<br />So with your head full of knowledge and shoes full of feet,<br />If you let it, school can help you accomplish any feat!</span></div><div style="COLOR: #ff6666"></span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="justify"><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><p align="center"><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onclick="return addthis_sendto()" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" height="16" alt="Bookmark and Share" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" width="125" /></a></p><br /><br /></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-64641362485454415112009-02-08T01:43:00.000-08:002009-02-08T22:39:13.656-08:00Special Person this Valentines Day!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGOE4Kn1jcnNA3VeWbID1vS4bWzAFK2DsQhvDAZWIHAztOebxb1ZwRoL5kdCiWahbf1sYPjNA8fskVs2Kcp_s9CnJUA2YdUwYovei_2mAC_B7Q9kPZAoNfXBbLima_30ftwnMDOGJgra4/s1600-h/3254605381_ec959e6e4e_o.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300360570434193778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 226px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 90px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGOE4Kn1jcnNA3VeWbID1vS4bWzAFK2DsQhvDAZWIHAztOebxb1ZwRoL5kdCiWahbf1sYPjNA8fskVs2Kcp_s9CnJUA2YdUwYovei_2mAC_B7Q9kPZAoNfXBbLima_30ftwnMDOGJgra4/s320/3254605381_ec959e6e4e_o.JPG" border="0" /></a>
<br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6600cc;"><span style="color:#ff6666;">Sometimes you’ll meet a special person
<br />They’ll enter your life in the oddest of ways
<br />The impact they have is immense
<br />For they’ll begin to fill your life with sense
<br />
<br />Sometimes we might meet a special person
<br />They seem like a long lost friend
<br />A spirit bound to you in dreams
<br />Leaving feelings of togetherness you never want to end
<br />
<br />Sometimes you’ll meet a special person</span>
<br /><span style="color:#ff6666;">At that moment all the world seems right
<br />Their positive influence brightens your life
<br />The thought of them turns darkness to light
<br />
<br />Sometimes we’ll meet a special person
<br />A person who will bring warmth in our heart
<br />They may be a person that will bring joy to our life
<br />A person who will ease the pain we have inside
<br />
<br />I wish I’ll find that special person
<br />I hope you’ll find that special person
<br />Coz some of us are searching
<br />Some of us are hoping
<br />
<br /></span><span style="color:#cc0000;"><em>Searching and hoping for that special person to come into our lives</em></span></span><em><span style="color:#cc0000;">
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<br />Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-37616273272587148122009-02-08T01:38:00.000-08:002009-02-08T01:43:44.749-08:00~Someone Fell Inlove With Extraordinary Girl~<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXKikkP5iPERuHaTyTPtPFogm6-3oZ8EPLPd5HSGyU4fyWB9QgT1AStKd1lGo29m2MjhRwUAOGVdZxf59soTiWeBWNsUW40l8xqlgbygXlHsJ80rl7gHSiwkpBSIG4XBvKflQTodn75u4/s1600-h/9368_digital_love_11_2.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300359832899076050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXKikkP5iPERuHaTyTPtPFogm6-3oZ8EPLPd5HSGyU4fyWB9QgT1AStKd1lGo29m2MjhRwUAOGVdZxf59soTiWeBWNsUW40l8xqlgbygXlHsJ80rl7gHSiwkpBSIG4XBvKflQTodn75u4/s320/9368_digital_love_11_2.jpg" border="0" /></a>
<br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#cc0000;">Karylle is a name I would not forget
<br />For she has a beauty that makes the sun set
<br />I would love to get to know her in any way
<br />Coz I believe it will make my life colorful everyday
<br />
<br />The first time I saw you I thought I was dreaming
<br />I finally saw someone who was worth meeting
<br />I may seem stupid but I want to try
<br />To get to know this special lady even for a little while
<br />
<br />Before I close my eyes and fall asleep
<br />I’ll try to think of you so that I’ll have a good night sleep
<br />I like it when you smile coz your cute little eyes sparkle
<br />Makes me want to believe there truly are angels
<br />
<br />What can I do when all I can think of is you
<br />Where can I go when all I can see is you
<br />So please tell me what to say
<br />tell me what to do
<br />Is there a way for me to get closer to you?
<br />
<br />In my mind I see your face
<br />In my heart my feelings race
<br />To have been always thinking of someone I don’t even know
<br />It’s so stupid but every minute, my admiration grows
<br />
<br />You are like the song I’ve been waiting to hear
<br />The sight I’ve always been wishing to see
<br />The perfect moment anyone would be wanting to feel
<br />The dream that I’ve wanted to be real
<br />
<br />You’re an angel anyone would be wanting by their side
<br />Coz by being near you they’ll know why it’s so great to be alive
<br /></span></div><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span>
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<br />Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-38987852757645656622009-02-08T01:32:00.000-08:002009-02-08T01:36:10.034-08:00YOUR ESSENCE<div align="center"><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span><span style="color:#33cc00;"></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmeLwYmWJFoAuMvAuDddMDC7eU4JzblE9lYULxLdwvP2cbP14NlpPQwEKjEtXn4HQckWnjitKkqY6D0LBgqj-sJkJPAauQkYnygm56olNM-4iLXEdFw3bBR4tlK-HGpcrSr4fBD0JJvxs/s1600-h/pic010.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300357285627225426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmeLwYmWJFoAuMvAuDddMDC7eU4JzblE9lYULxLdwvP2cbP14NlpPQwEKjEtXn4HQckWnjitKkqY6D0LBgqj-sJkJPAauQkYnygm56olNM-4iLXEdFw3bBR4tlK-HGpcrSr4fBD0JJvxs/s320/pic010.gif" border="0" /></a>
<br /><span style="color:#33cc00;">EVERY MOMENT I GET TO DREAM
<br />ITS YOU I THINK OF HOW LIFE
<br />COULD BE TOGETHER AS ONE
<br />FOREVER... YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN
<br />
<br />IN THE SILENCE I HEAR YOUR VOICE
<br />YOUR DISTRESS IS NO MORE WHEN I
<br />PUT IT TO REST
<br />IT IS YOUR ESSENCE
<br />
<br />FOR IT IS THIS YOU SEE, HOW CLOSE
<br />WE ARE IN THOUGHT, WORDS NEED NO
<br />TONE, I READ FROM OUR SCRIPT
<br />BECAUSE IN LIFE WE ARE 7066 MILES
<br />APART BUT BONDED BY SPIRIT :)
<br />
<br />THE FEELINGS I SHARE WITH YOU ARE
<br />GUARDED, LOCK AND KEY AND YOU ARE THE
<br />ONLY ONE WHO CAN ACCESS THEM AS GOD
<br />KNOWS WE ARE MEANT TO BE </span></DIV<div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span></div><div align="justify"><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script>
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<br />Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-51517745003647356972009-02-06T05:45:00.000-08:002009-02-06T05:50:59.347-08:00Bear Hug this Valentines Day!<div align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299681190343745042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 298px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuCuagNI1X-6Y24458bIrIakRjr6Vte6t_loFVn2Gf-s27q7rliODfxummsx1eChcbjM_3YEpgvMjxlM6ak1cBSgNZ4OoZ1LOdrWsCjZiWa6EyydmdDKKFmEIGlVT9kboKeqVAfL5qDzE/s320/bear.jpg" border="0" /><span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"><strong>You have a special place in my life
<br />that you’ve had from the very start.
<br />I see your smile when I close my eyes -
<br />your name is written on my heart.
<br />
<br />Not only on this Valentine's Day
<br />But each day the whole year through
<br />I'm sending you a bear hug
<br />With love from me to you.
<br /></strong></span>
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<br /><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;">I feel that I am most beautiful
<br />when I am sad
<br />for no other emotion is truer, sharper
<br />or more feminine.
<br />I feel that I am most beautiful
<br />when I am sad.
<br />(Sadness is you
<br />leaning in for a kiss
<br />when I am some place else,
<br />forgetting I have lips.)
<br />I know that I am most beautiful
<br />when I am sad
<br />because when I turn to mirrors
<br />my face changes
<br />to rival the photographs
<br />you took of me
<br />when we were
<br />happiest.</span></div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span> </div><div align="center"><span style="color:#ff6666;"></span> </div><div align="justify"><div><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"><img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16" /></a><script src="<a href=">http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js</a>" type="text/javascript"></script></div></div>
<br />Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-51754207834326658022009-02-05T04:51:00.000-08:002009-02-05T05:10:52.739-08:00Biblical Love Quotes<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioXFAsngfqJWIfY3UylQzn8UvI58O8P-N6x76GjRTOpA3HM5PaxuF7NtgJhbzGmKjVv9Do0tOh98JeDvivGMHsVPhtkMY2KuQB5mGquxG_xC2cfm_L86c9EzuF73fExaqJlble16xTSt8/s1600-h/57944.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299295668914929474" style="WIDTH: 176px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioXFAsngfqJWIfY3UylQzn8UvI58O8P-N6x76GjRTOpA3HM5PaxuF7NtgJhbzGmKjVv9Do0tOh98JeDvivGMHsVPhtkMY2KuQB5mGquxG_xC2cfm_L86c9EzuF73fExaqJlble16xTSt8/s320/57944.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><em><span style="color:#33ccff;">“There is no fear in love. But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. The one who fears is not made perfect in love.”<br /><br />(1 John 4:18 New International Version)</span></em><br /><br />* * * * * * * * * ** * * * *<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#33ccff;">“Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers over a multitude of sins.”<br /><br />(1 Peter 4:8, New International Version)<br /></span></em><br />* * * * * * * * * ** * * * *<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#33ccff;">“Dear friends, let us love one another, for love comes from God. Everyone who loves has been born of God and knows God. Whoever does not love does not know God, because God is love. This is how God showed his love among us: He sent his one and only Son into the world that we might live through him. This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins. Dear friends, since God so loved us, we also ought to love one another. No one has ever seen God; but if we love one another, God lives in us and his love is made complete in us.”<br /><br />(1 John 4:7-12, New International Version)<br /></span></em><br />* * * * * * * * * ** * * * *<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#33ccff;">This is how much God loved the world: He gave his Son, his one and only Son. And this is why: so that no one need be destroyed; by believing in him, anyone can have a whole and lasting life.<br /><br />(John 3:16, The Message)<br /></span></em><br />* * * * * * * * * ** * * * *<br /><br /><em><span style="color:#33ccff;">“Love never gives up.<br />Love cares more for others than for self.<br />Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have.<br />Love doesn’t strut,<br />Doesn’t have a swelled head,<br />Doesn’t force itself on others,<br />Isn’t always “me first,”<br />Doesn’t fly off the handle,<br />Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others,<br />Doesn’t revel when others grovel,<br />Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,<br />Puts up with anything,<br />Trusts God always,<br />Always looks for the best,<br />Never looks back,<br />But keeps going to the end.”<br /><br />(2 Corinthians 13: 4-7, The Message)</span></em><br /><br /><div><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"><img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/></a><script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-5362070171734388452009-02-05T04:48:00.000-08:002009-02-05T05:11:11.634-08:00Saying that i love you<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxl3M_11CzZWASECowNhdGiZU3D0Mzyl-6dnse0s3WZDC5kKJzZQ7epIAqqZaGpqc1UCal4vwBQh5TdQHnNatHm9snzJNQsOXLHzDXZjVWDj2XtyTgmiJ18vrKO-B7EkosgXrsnm3jepE/s1600-h/26827.png"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299294583869454754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 314px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 201px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgxl3M_11CzZWASECowNhdGiZU3D0Mzyl-6dnse0s3WZDC5kKJzZQ7epIAqqZaGpqc1UCal4vwBQh5TdQHnNatHm9snzJNQsOXLHzDXZjVWDj2XtyTgmiJ18vrKO-B7EkosgXrsnm3jepE/s320/26827.png" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;color:#cc33cc;">a fresh pair of warm lips kisses her, kisses him, kiss them both.<br />subtle, first, working their way to the plump, shapely, glittered<br />bronze. Their teeth bite, meet softness and flesh; tongues<br />explore, licking voids in-between folds, gums, pinks.<br />two halves wanting must have that lucky<br />explosion, that sweet screaming<br />raisin.</span></div><br /><br /><div><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"><img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/></a><script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-73862508521753669852009-02-05T04:38:00.000-08:002009-02-05T05:11:43.143-08:00i love you in different languages<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMnRAVLQDl7n_fUAVNqOBEBOpJS9lWPzRKtEo42lS96O4VvtiJTrkGcHH4FmhZDYTRVqK4KLMQWQoXdG4D6U73g1-jqrF3RcCpE10Fkt3HOe0Ks5k1UfngVONuroC4eZa6DAWzh7flGzQ/s1600-h/22571.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299292393243241650" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMnRAVLQDl7n_fUAVNqOBEBOpJS9lWPzRKtEo42lS96O4VvtiJTrkGcHH4FmhZDYTRVqK4KLMQWQoXdG4D6U73g1-jqrF3RcCpE10Fkt3HOe0Ks5k1UfngVONuroC4eZa6DAWzh7flGzQ/s320/22571.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="left"><span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff0000;">Afrikaans - Ek het jou lief<br />Albanian - Te dua<br />Arabic - Ana behibak (to male)<br />Arabic - Ana behibek (to female)<br />Armenian - Yes kez sirumen<br />Bambara - M’bi fe<br />Bangla - Aamee tuma ke bhalo baashi<br />Belarusian - Ya tabe kahayu<br />Bisaya - Nahigugma ako kanimo<br />Bulgarian - Obicham te<br />Cambodian - Bung Srorlagn Oun (to female)<br />Oun Srorlagn Bung (to male)<br />Cantonese Chinese - Ngo oiy ney a<br />Catalan - T’estimo<br />Cheyenne - Ne mohotatse<br />Chichewa - Ndimakukonda<br />Corsican - Ti tengu caru (to male)<br />Creol - Mi aime jou<br />Croatian - Volim te<br />Czech - Miluji te<br />Danish - Jeg Elsker Dig<br />Dutch - Ik hou van jou<br />English - I love you<br />Esperanto - Mi amas vin<br />Estonian - Ma armastan sind<br />Ethiopian - Ewedishalehu : male/female to female<br />Ewedihalehu: male/female to male.<br />Faroese - Eg elski teg<br />Farsi - Doset daram<br />Filipino - Mahal kita<br />Finnish - Mina rakastan sinua<br />French - Je t’aime, Je t’adore<br />Gaelic - Ta gra agam ort<br />Georgian - Mikvarhar<br />German - Ich liebe dich<br />Greek - S’agapo<br />Gujarati - Hu tumney prem karu chu<br />Hiligaynon - Palangga ko ikaw<br />Hawaiian - Aloha wau ia oi<br />Hebrew - Ani ohev otah (to female)<br />Hebrew - Ani ohev et otha (to male)<br />Hiligaynon - Guina higugma ko ikaw<br />Hindi - Hum Tumhe Pyar Karte hae<br />Hmong - Kuv hlub koj<br />Hopi - Nu’ umi unangwa’ta<br />Hungarian - Szeretlek<br />Icelandic - Eg elska tig<br />Ilonggo - Palangga ko ikaw<br />Indonesian - Saya cinta padamu<br />Inuit - Negligevapse<br />Irish - Taim i’ ngra leat<br />Italian - Ti amo<br />Japanese - Aishiteru<br />Kannada - Naa ninna preetisuve<br />Kapampangan - Kaluguran daka<br />Kiswahili - Nakupenda<br />Konkani - Tu magel moga cho<br />Korean - Sarang Heyo<br />Latin - Te amo<br />Latvian - Es tevi miilu<br />Lebanese - Bahibak<br />Lithuanian - Tave myliu<br />Malay - Saya cintakan mu / Aku cinta padamu<br />Malayalam - Njan Ninne Premikunnu<br />Mandarin Chinese - Wo ai ni<br />Marathi - Me tula prem karto<br />Mohawk - Kanbhik<br />Moroccan - Ana moajaba bik<br />Nahuatl - Ni mits neki<br />Navaho - Ayor anosh’ni<br />Norwegian - Jeg Elsker Deg<br />Pandacan - Syota na kita!!<br />Pangasinan - Inaru Taka<br />Papiamento - Mi ta stimabo<br />Persian - Doo-set daaram<br />Pig Latin - Iay ovlay ouyay<br />Polish - Kocham Cie<br />Portuguese - Eu te amo<br />Romanian - Te ubesk<br />Roman Numerals - 333<br />Russian - Ya tebya liubliu<br />Scot Gaelic - Tha gra\dh agam ort<br />Serbian - Volim te<br />Setswana - Ke a go rata<br />Sindhi - Maa tokhe pyar kendo ahyan<br />Sioux - Techihhila<br />Slovak - Lu`bim ta<br />Slovenian - Ljubim te<br />Spanish - Te quiero / Te amo<br />Swahili - Ninapenda wewe<br />Swedish - Jag alskar dig<br />Swiss-German - Ich lieb Di<br />Tagalog - Mahal kita<br />Taiwanese - Wa ga ei li<br />Tahitian - Ua Here Vau Ia Oe<br />Tamil - Naan unnai kathalikiraen<br />Telugu - Nenu ninnu premistunnanu<br />Thai - Chan rak khun (to male)<br />Thai - Phom rak khun (to female)<br />Turkish - Seni Seviyorum<br />Ukrainian - Ya tebe kahayu<br />Urdu - mai aap say pyaar karta hoo<br />Vietnamese - Anh ye^u em (to female)<br />Vietnamese - Em ye^u anh (to male)<br />Welsh - ‘Rwy’n dy garu<br />Yiddish - Ikh hob dikh<br />Yoruba - Mo ni fe</span></div><br /><br /><div><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"><img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/></a><script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-78117567011046092542009-02-03T05:21:00.000-08:002009-02-05T05:12:44.354-08:00FRIENDSHIP QUOTES COLLECTION 3<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGGxvT8xVi1dT0X9YkJiP9xiJ5osKsb5V-XFGL14-bs8WsMrZzsdEoAGGInqmsxRl0QzlLfEZWIA4ymqVOgKeoh_Sn1n8v-Ks5ghKJz8HPikeaWoYb-t5uzmkuNQqyBPwrmECZLY7E4Wg/s1600-h/44088.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298562254933175714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 160px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgGGxvT8xVi1dT0X9YkJiP9xiJ5osKsb5V-XFGL14-bs8WsMrZzsdEoAGGInqmsxRl0QzlLfEZWIA4ymqVOgKeoh_Sn1n8v-Ks5ghKJz8HPikeaWoYb-t5uzmkuNQqyBPwrmECZLY7E4Wg/s320/44088.gif" border="0" /></a> <span style="color:#6633ff;">026. "Love is not a word you must say to show how you feel. Reaching your hand out to help someone you care about is enough."<br /><br />027. "Friendship is not just something you can get anywhere, it's earned so it shouldn't be taken for granted. It should be treasured."<br /><br />028. "If all my friends jumped off a bridge, I wouldn't. I would be at the bottom to catch them."<br /><br />029. "A best friend is the one who knows everything about you, and decides to stay in your life when everyone decides to leave you behind."<br /><br />030. "Friends stand by each other through thick and thin, every time you need me I will always be there for you. You make me happy, you make me laugh, you are the best friend anyone can ever have. Best friends."<br /><br />031. "A best friend is like a tissue: when you have tears that need to be wiped away, they will always do the job!"<br /><br />032. "Don't walk in front of me, I may not follow. Don't walk behind me, I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend."<br /><br />033. "Never shall I forget the days I spent with you. Continue to be my friend as you shall always find me yours."<br /><br />034. "My friends and I may not have it all together, but when we're together, we've got it all."<br /><br />035. "As long as we have memories, yesterday remains. As long as we have hope, tomorrow awaits. As long as we have friendship, today is beautiful."<br /><br />036. "Friendship is love minus sex and plus reason. Love is friendship plus sex and minus reason."<br /><br />037. "A friend is someone who will hold your hand even when it's covered in mud."<br /><br />038. "A true friend applauds your strengths, understands your weaknesses and appreciates the combination that is you."<br /><br />039. "When I feel there is nothing left to hold on to, I remember I can always hold on to you."<br /><br />040. "Friendship often ends in love, but love in friendship - never."<br /><br />041. "Sometimes people you think you know can be the strangers you always want to avoid."<br /><br />042. "A friend is someone who would go find you if you were lost, but a best friend would be right next to you saying, 'Um ... where are we?'"<br /><br />043. "Sometimes one smile can mean more than a dozen roses."<br /><br />044. "Friendship is love without His wings."<br /><br />045. "Friends do not grow on trees, they come from God's garden." </span><br /><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"><a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-1.html">FRIENDSHIP QUOTES 1</a></span></div><div align="center"><span style="font-size:130%;color:#6633ff;"><a href="http://loveblogthing.blogspot.com/2009/01/friendship-quotes-collection-2.html">FRIENDSHIP QUOTES 2</a></span></div><br /><br /><div><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"><img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/></a><script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-42973101783670165522009-02-03T05:11:00.000-08:002009-02-05T05:13:26.629-08:00So Much I Have Gained<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghGUPtBYlnqAoZF3AW4Gdu_J9hSMdleplJ58fdBsEO905jw3WDkBLV8se6mF34MwjYRRah9HkW7H-xrm-_Y5N0Ant2ho7otEtIKpDfdDDTvT6il76bgNfFRJVbtAWdzv1WhMao7gpWYqs/s1600-h/21176.gif"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298558314572643666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghGUPtBYlnqAoZF3AW4Gdu_J9hSMdleplJ58fdBsEO905jw3WDkBLV8se6mF34MwjYRRah9HkW7H-xrm-_Y5N0Ant2ho7otEtIKpDfdDDTvT6il76bgNfFRJVbtAWdzv1WhMao7gpWYqs/s320/21176.gif" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;">Having a clear conscience<br />I will continue being me<br />No matter what happens<br />Evasive I would never be<br /><br />I am sure I will write more<br />Having no need to hide<br />Its always good to know<br />I have friends by my side<br /><br />Being okay with who I am<br />My heart remains true<br />I shall be there to share<br />With those friends I value<br /><br />While on the journey of life<br />So much I have gained<br />By sharing love and light<br />True friendships remained </span></div><br /><br /><div><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"><img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/></a><script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6945454454571751722.post-61996053641172647702009-02-03T05:05:00.000-08:002009-02-05T05:14:52.166-08:00Birthday Poem for Wife<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-lbH9PGvgdbQxnWkkaYXOuBZ9GjNzpPyQjS304oRUh24jWhBYfTzEUcpWqSfZgi-44N0y7qd66D7G_xu3oOiofjTiU_D9k-Jm3ROfPjTx_BvDjvIHyYwWSLd29uDiRue23lCXaoWlmYk/s1600-h/27894.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298557231335394514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-lbH9PGvgdbQxnWkkaYXOuBZ9GjNzpPyQjS304oRUh24jWhBYfTzEUcpWqSfZgi-44N0y7qd66D7G_xu3oOiofjTiU_D9k-Jm3ROfPjTx_BvDjvIHyYwWSLd29uDiRue23lCXaoWlmYk/s320/27894.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div align="center"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;">She is a woman<br />She is a child<br />She is self confident<br />Then she wants to hide<br /><br />She is a tease<br />Who will do anything to please<br />She is standoffish<br />She is a frustrating mystey<br /><br />She holds me ever so close<br />Then pushes me away<br />Her mood says go<br />He eyes say please stay<br /><br />She is my woman<br />She is my wife<br />She is yoked<br />Into my life<br /><br />She is my contradiction<br />Whom I love<br />Can't say<br />I always understand her<br /><br />But of her<br />I can<br />Never, ever<br />Get enough of</span></div><br /><br /><div><script type="text/javascript">var addthis_pub="skinnyjean";</script><br /><a onmouseover="return addthis_open(this, '', '[URL]', '[TITLE]')" onmouseout="addthis_close()" href="http://www.addthis.com/bookmark.php?v=20" onclick="return addthis_sendto()"><img width="125" alt="Bookmark and Share" style="border:0" src="http://s7.addthis.com/static/btn/lg-bookmark-en.gif" height="16"/></a><script src="http://s7.addthis.com/js/200/addthis_widget.js" type="text/javascript"></script></div>Skinny Jeanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02419130026892457083noreply@blogger.com0