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![]() Name: Kimmi Age: 16 School: Ohhhh! That's what it's called! Birthday: February 24th, 1990 Status: No one's wife -Maybe promises are better left unsaid- Archives May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 September 2005 October 2005 November 2005 March 2006 April 2006 May 2006 June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 May 2007 My Lovers CC Hunter Kevin *cymbal noise* He's Very Pretty Too! The Friend I Finally Met El Diana Brian Freddie Behind the Camera ...Humming... Once there was a way to get back homeward,
If you want me,
Well I could hold you too tight,
I can still recall our last summer,
We took the chance, like we were dancing our last dance. Living is easy with eyes closed,
You were all I never wanted anyhow,
You may say that I'm a dreamer,
You're asking me will my love grow,
I've seen that road before,
When evening shadows and the stars appear,
Bright are the stars that shine,
You looked my way and said,
There were bells on a hill,
The sun is up,
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Sunday, June 19, 2005 I'm so sweaty...it's gross. Me + hot outside=bad. I did some parading today...and walked my Amber. Of course, today is Father's Day...so I figure I'd share a memory about my father. I know...I'm such a good daughter. *rolls eyes* As a 2nd and 3rd grader, I didn't have many friends. I had half a head of hair from alopecia areata, glasses, and came from Boulder Hill two years ago. I was good academically, but I sucked it up socially. Anyway, every night before CC and I went to bed we would hop up on the master-bedroom bed. We wanted to play Super Girl...and wouldn't leave until we got our wish. One by one, my fater would take us girls up over his head and 'fly' us to our rooms--dropping us on our respective beds. What got me through a lot of long days of school was that 1 minute ride to my bed every night. Not one spectacular memory, I know, but to me it's the small, more personal things, that mean the most. I may hate my father a good 90-95% of the time now...but today's Father's Day...and no...you will never hear me speak this nice again...so savor it. |
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