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IN BREIF AND GENERAL ,I'M NOT TELLING YOU ANYTHING.
WHY THE HECK SHOULD I LOOSE MY F**CKIN TIME FOR WHAT YOU MUST ASK FOR?
IF YOU ARE INTERESTED IN KNOWING ,THEN MOVE THAT ASS AND CLICK ME A QUESTION.
UNTILL THAT SHAKING OF YOUR SWEETASS,LETS ROCK.!
Friends Without Faces We sit and we type and we stare at our screens, We can't help but wonder what all of this means. With mouse in hand ...we roam through this maze, On an infinite search...lost in a daze. We chat with each other, we type all our woes At times we'll band together to gang up on our foes. We wait for somebody, to type out our name We want recognition, but it is always the same. Soon friendships are formed - but - why we don't know, But some of these friendships, will flourish and grow. We give kisses and hugs, and sometimes we'll flirt, In IMs we chat deeply, and reveal why we hurt. Why is it on screen, we are so easily bold, Telling our secrets, that have never been told. The answer is simple, it is as clear as a bell, We all have our problems, and need someone to tell. We can't tell real people, but tell someone we must So we turn to our 'puters ...and to those we can trust. Even though it sounds crazy...the truth still remains, Most of my"friends" have no faces...and odd little names.
~~~~ Good Morning Hun ~~~~
Thanks 4 stopping by &Have an awesome Thursday :))Huggies, Your friend, Debbie :))
Butterflies Butterflies go fluttering byOn colored wings that catch the eye.On wings of orange, and silvery blue,On wings of golden yellow, too. Butterflies float in the air,Making their homes most anywhere:The rainforest, field, and prairie land,On mountaintops, and desert sand. If winter brings the cold and snow,To warmer climates, off they go! Returning home the following spring,Beautiful butterflies on the wing!
Please have an awesome Wednesday hun :))Huggies, Debbie
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