Nicky1993's blog

he says that he loves me...its a lie
he says that he needs me...its a lie.
he says that he will never forget me...its a lie.
HE DOESNT LOVE ME!!! HE DOESNT CARE!!!
he's paranoid about something stupid and now im paying for it...my heart is crushed...ill be crying for the rest of my life...i cant trust anyone anymore...he says he'll send me a messege when he's 18..thats 2 FREAKING YEARS!!!! he will forget me by then... he just doesnt carea bout me...i dont understand what i did wrong...i want to die! if anyone can help me or listen to me please do. i need the help badly...help me please. yo

1.Whats your name?
2.Are we close?
3.What do you think of me?
4.Would u wave to me if u saw me walking by?
5.Would you say hi me?
6.Would you hit me?
7.Desrcibe me in 3 words?
8.If you had 30 mins alone with me, what would you do?
9.What was your first impression of me?
10.Do you stil think d same?
11.What reminds you of me?
12.If you could give me anything what would it be?
13.How well do you know me?
14.What do you like best about me?
15.Ever wanted tell me somethin but couldn't?
16.Could you ever love me?
17.Give me a nickname an why?
18.Are you gonna put dis on your blog see what i say about you?

well, i got lots of hobbies. so i thought id tell you some. i Skateboard, swim, dance, hang with friends, singing, playing the violin, and riding horses. I love sports like football, baseball, and soccer. I play football alot and im a really good quarterback and wide reciever!

Fairies are little beings that live on the Astral Plane. They can come over, between planes, but it is much easier to contact them through the Astral Plane.

Meditation:

Meditation is one way to contact the fairies. To do this, you sould go to a place where you can relax with out any disturbance. Take the phone off the hook and, if necessary, lock the door.

Get into a comfortable position, preferably sitting, because, when you lay down, you may fall asleep.

Close your eyes and breath in and out slowly. Imagine your body relaxing, starting at your toes and going to your head. Spend etra time on your back, arms, and neck, as they build up a lot of tension. You could picture yourself walking down stairs, each step relaxing you.

A Spell for Summoning the Fairies
Sit where the cat sists. Cross your toes.
Close your eyes. And smell a rose.
Then say under your breath:
"I believe in fairies, sure as death."
Gadflykins! Gladtrypins!
Gutterpuss and Cass!
Come to me fairily
Each Lad and Lass!

If you say this with the best intentions, you may just meet a fairy.

i screwed things up with the love of my life. I sent him a text message on his cel when i shouldnt have, and now he can hardly talk to me...My death sentence is to not I.M him, to not text or call him, and to miss him so much. Im dying on the inside the whole time.

Yesterday I forgot to breathe for like the 6th time this week...
Maybe it was the pink cloud strafed sky that changed my mind, and brought me back.
Seems like everyday it's kill or be killed....
With all this anger, we cannot progress.
With all this anger, there is no time to inhale and progress,
And catch the smell of something that you once knew..
Cause every day it's bear the load or break
When will it be too much?
Have you ever stopped, raised your face up to the sun and screamed?
Let it out exhale the pain that strangulates your soul.
When will I be free? When will I be Free? When will I be free?

A boy and a girl
the best of friends
from elementary to high school
from beginning to end
through all the years their friendship grew.
They both felt the same,
but neither knew.
Each waking moment since the day they met.
They both loved each other
from sunrise to sunset.
He was all she had in her terrible life.
He was the one who kept her from her knife.
She was his angel.
She made him smile.
Though life threw him curves,
she made it all worth while.
Then one day,
things went terribly wrong
the next few weeks
like a very sad song.
He made her jelous.
on purpose he tried.

Body: On december 24,2006 at 8 o'clock in the morning, a young 14 year old boy by the name of Scott Jackson was found dead. Doctors couldn't come up with the cause of his death. His mother checked his emails to see if she could figure out what happened. Turns out he was still signed into myspace. She found he had gone to sleep after he read and didn't repost a chain letter about a little girl that kills you in your sleep with no natrual cause of death.

This is the bulletin he read:
My name is Jamie Heras. I'm 14 years old. I'm a murderer. I have no face. When you look at me you'll die immediately. You have 900 seconds to repost this or I will visit you tonight.

Girl: is on the couch making out with a hot guy, her cellphone rings...
Girl: Hey babe, i'll be right back. I need to take this call.
Boy: Yeah okay. Sure.
She walks into the next room.
Girl: Hey! What's up?
Guy [on her cellphone]: Nothing, hey hun, do you think we could do something later tonigh? What are the chances my boss lets me out early.
Girl: Yeah, sound great!
Guy [on her cellphone]: Okay. I'm right by your house, I'll come to get you now.
Girl: That's not such a good idea...
Guy [on her cellphone]: Why not?
Girl: I'm busy right now....sorry.
Guy [on her cellphone]: Whith what? It's our anniversary! You didn't make any other plans did you....?