Poetry: Forever Love

Forever Love She sat him across from her; She looked him in the eye. "How much do you love me?" He said: "For you, I would die." She looked down at her hands, "Would you ever let me go?" His face turned very serious, and he responded with a "no." "What is this about?" He asked, the girl only shook her head, "Nothing, I was just curious, " But he doubted in what she said. Three weeks after this though, She sat him down again, And softly she whispered, "Do you think there is a heaven?" He stared at her intently, before opening his mouth to reply, "Yes, I believe there is..." He pointed to the sky. The girl seemed mostly satisfied, but her eyes held a sad light, She held his hand and kissed it, and he knew something wasn't right. "Baby tell me now please, " What are you hiding from me?" She avoided looking at him, This wasn't going to be easy... Five days later she found herself, Cradled in a hospital bed, Her boyfriend right next to her, Gently kissing her forehead. "You're gonna be okay, " He smiled down at her. Still in a little shock, that she had liver cancer. She had told him she was sick, and chances were very grim, but during the week he was tested, and told her cure was within him. So when he had kissed his girl, He had been kissing her goodbye, how much did he love her? ...For her he would die.... The girl woke up later that day, after a complicated surgery. She had gone expecting to die, Confused she said: What happened to me? The surgeon looked at her, "Your man also went under the knife, He gave you his good liver, In order to save your life." So he hadn't let her go, but instead gone in her place, trusting that one-day in heaven, He would again look her in the face. (1) Comments

Posted: 9/19/2007 7:44:04 AM

Friends: NEW Paintball PICTURE

Im in the Front!!! I'm a team captain along with skye on the side of me!! PLEASE LEAVE ME SOME COMMENTS!!!!! =) (3) Comments

Posted: 7/29/2007 8:34:57 AM

Personal Life: GOODBYE...

I WORK THIS WEEKEND SO I MAY NOT BE ON HERE MUCH JUST LEAVE ME SUM LUV AND THANX FOR THOSE WHO HAD LEFT ME COMMENTS OVER THE PAST FEW DAYS I HAVE BEEN REALLY STRESSED OUT!!! I START MY VACATION FOR 11 DAYS AND I NEED TO GO SOMEWHERE TO GET AWAY FROM IT ALL, NOBODY BUT ME NO KIDS, NO NOTHING, I NEED PEACE AND NEED TO RELAX SO SEND ME SUM LUV I WILL MISS YOU ALL!!!! PEACE AND LUV, FRUM ME 2 U!!! I HOPE THAT ALL IS WELL WITH YOU!!! TOODLES!!!, YVONNA (0) Comments

Posted: 7/21/2007 3:03:02 PM

Personal Life: I'm Bored....

What can I do???? Help, any suggestions??? (0) Comments

Posted: 7/20/2007 8:34:11 AM

I'M BACK!!!

IM BACK SO FEEL FREE TO MESSAGE ME AND LEAVE ME COMMENTS!!!I MISS YOU ALL!!! TOODLES!!! (0) Comments

Posted: 7/18/2007 2:09:09 PM

Friends: HAVE A GREAT WEEKEND...

I WORK THIS WEEKEND SO FEEL FREE TO LEAVE ME SUM LUV, SO THAT WAY I CAN HAVE SOMETHING TO READ WHEN I GET BACK ON HERE TUESDAY MORNING, I WILL REPLY BACK TO ALL THAT HAS LET ME COMMENTS AND I LOVE YOU ALL THANX FOR BEING THERE FOR ME YOUR AWESOME!!!! LUV, YVONNA (1) Comments

Posted: 7/14/2007 2:41:00 PM

Happy Friday the 13th!!!

So what so you all think about Friday the 13th??? Would love to hear feedbacks!!! Me well it doesn't bother me much but i have creepy feelings ever once in awhile but other than that it's just another day to me!!! Well I hope to hear from you all soon!!! Hope you all have a GREAT WEEKEND!!! AND A HAPPY FRIDAY THE 13TH!!!! (0) Comments

Posted: 7/13/2007 9:03:41 PM

HELP, ANY SUGGESTIONS??

I was wanting to know if anyone out there has any good taste of music that you would like to share with me i am into about anything so do you have ne suggestions that i can post something new on my playlist???? (0) Comments

Posted: 7/13/2007 11:32:27 AM

Jokes: Skinny Dipping

An elderly man in Florida had owned a large farm for several years. He had a large pond in the back, fixed up nice..picnic tables,horseshoe courts and some orange and grapefruit trees. The pond was properly shaped and fixed up for swimming when it was built. One evening the old farmer decided to go down to the pond to look it over, as he hadn't been there for a while. He grabbed a 5 gallon bucket to bring back some glee. As he came closer he saw it was a bunch of young women skinny-dipping in his pond. He made the women aware of his presence and they all went to the deep end. One of the women shouted to him, "WE'RE not coming out until you leave!" The old man frowned, I didn't come down here to watch you ladies swim naked or make you get out of the pond naked." Holding the bucket up he said, "I'm here to feed the alligator." OLD MEN CAN STILL THINK FAST!!! (4) Comments

Posted: 7/11/2007 4:35:04 AM

Music: My Tunes

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Posted: 7/10/2007 3:58:16 PM

Poetry: The Voice

no sweet sung syllables from passion's lips can spring, they have been forever buried immersed in painful shame of a common sameness shared, drowned in the knowledge that it was not MY voice, but only that voice, THE voice, you roused in cherished care. for i who had no voice at all before you raised my lioness roar err thought my exclamations of love unique melodies sung for you alone, yet you say the voice is not rare, it belongs to a universal goddess the culmination of desire the spastic shout of all sated women without variable or originality and you know this is true, for i am not the first you gave voice to, that hearing it was familiar employ so now i lay robbed of an infant joy i once found in my jubilant cries. i am fresh again forsaken, broken, betrayed by my own song of bliss my newborn voice now mute abyss, so in sorrow i turn to the wall in tears to swallow back what i had lost for years. silenced deep by your words, it did depart, leaving voiceless echo in my heart through caverns made by him before my passion silent evermore. (0) Comments

Posted: 7/10/2007 3:47:27 PM

Jokes: Dirty SEX Riddles

Questions: 1. When I go in I might cause pain. I cause you to spit and ask you not to swallow. I can fill your hole. What am I? 2. A finger goes in me. You fiddle with me when you're bored. The best man always has me first. What am I? 3. I'm spread before I'm eaten. Your tongue gets me off. People sometimes like to lick my nuts. What am I? 4. I go in hard. I come out soft. You blow me hard . What am I? 5. All day long it's in and out. I discharge loads from my shaft. Both men and women go down on me. What am I? 6. I come in many sizes. When I'm not well, I drip. When You blow me you feel good. What am I? 7. If I miss, I hit your bush. It's my job to stuff your box. When I come, it's news. What am I? 8. I offer protection. I get the finger ten times. You use your fingers to get me off. What am I? 9. I assist an erection. Sometimes big balls hang from me. I'm called a big swinger. What am I? 10. I'm at least 6 inches long. I leave foamy lubrication when engaged in my job. What am I? Answers: 1. a dentist 2. a wedding ring 3. peanut butter 4.chewing gum 5. an elevator 6. a nose 7. a newspaper boy 8. a glove 9. a crane 10. a toothbrush, of course! Now Really! Just what were you thinking? PLEASE LEAVE YOUR COMMENTS!! WHAT DID YOU THINK OF IT??? (2) Comments

Posted: 7/10/2007 2:14:24 PM

I'm Back!!!

Hello!!! Miss me??? I am back and I am off for the rest of the week from work!!! I came home today with a horrible headache and rested and now it's all gone!! What a stressful weekend!!! Well if you all are on here and want to get ahold of me feel free to message me!!! Luv you all!!! Toodles!!! ps leave me comments and send me sum luv!!! (0) Comments

Posted: 7/10/2007 1:52:11 PM

Something to Read if ur Bored: A Night to Remember

The new bottle of Jack Daniels was sitting on the cold, gray granite countertop. I anxiously opened the bottle and poured some into a clear glass filled with Coca-Cola. I mixed it up and proudly brought the drink to my Uncle Ernie, who was visiting my mom. My mom's best friend, Janice, was also over and they were talking on the little back porch that had a cloud of cigarette smoke lingering above like a bad storm. I, besides being a twelve year-old bartender, was watching cartoons on the black leather sofa with my younger brother. As much as I was confined to the television set, I wanted to be on the porch with my mom. However, the sliding glass doors seemed to become a forbidden gate that led to adulthood, and a deep sleep had taken over my brother as if a spell had been placed upon him. I grew anxious with time as I knew they would not be talking all night on the porch, and I would soon be sent to bed. Soon, the adults had left the patio. My mom locked the sliding glass door as to secure the gateway to adulthood that I was denied at the time. My Uncle Ernie and Janice then said their good-byes, and the front door made a little click as they were careful not to slam it. A sudden eerie quietness seemed to take over the house, as my mom shut the television off. My mom called me to go to her. She seemed exhausted, as if she had been slaving for a grueling twelve hour day at work. However, she told me to give her a hug, which it seemed she needed to restore her energy a little bit. I walked over to her and I hugged her. After a few seconds, I went to let go, but she held me there. She then began speaking and said, "Always remember that me, you and your brother, are all we have, and we need to always take care of one another." She then sent me to my room to go to sleep. In my room, I sat on my soft yet messy bed, and I thought about the words she had told me. She had spoken the words as if she were an oracle, revealing the truth about the unknown future. However, I heard those words many times, since my brother and I fought like two wild men. Therefore, I thought nothing much of the words she spoke to me. I was unable to sleep, presumably due to my caffeine intake for the evening I decided to read this book I had on calligraphy until I felt sleepy. A few very silent moments had passed, when suddenly a loud, piercing bang penetrated my ears. I figured it was the neighbors, since I heard them fighting like animals all the time anyway. Nonetheless, in search of comfort, I immediately decided to see if my mom had heard the strange noise. As I walked up to my mom's room, it felt as if some dark, unknown force were pulling me closer and closer to the halfway open door. At first, I saw her lying on the side of her bed like she was just resting. Then I smelled the distinct scent of gun powder as it pierced my nostrils and seemed to fog my mind. Finally, I saw a pool of blood in the crevices of my mom's bed. These three occurrences happened consecutively within the course of a split second, each one hitting me like a punch in the face. My mom had taken her own life, by shooting herself in the head. I stood there gazing at my mom's lifeless body until I snapped out of the state of shock that taken over my own body. I shook my head as if to wake up from a bad dream, yet the dream-state vibes persistently pounded my body like a thousand needles, causing me to hyperventilate. Upon returning to reality, I heard my Uncle Peter's voice on the phone that was dangling from the receiver on the table. He was frantically calling her name with the highest hopes that she would answer. I picked up the phone and I told him hysterically, "She's dead! I have to call 9-1-1!" With my heart pounding a rapid beat, I hung up with him and proceeded to dial 9-1-1. Due to the immense shaking of my hands, my fingers dialed the wrong number. I abruptly hung up the phone and then picked it up to dial again. I eventually made contact with the emergency operator. I was hysterical on the phone, and she tried to calm me down with her soothing words. Then, the emergency operator asked me to check for a pulse. I fearfully took my mom's wrist and I tried to feel a pulse; however, I was unsuccessful. Her hand felt so cold and clammy; the hand that only moments before was hugging me and radiating warmth, was now laying there lifeless. It was also at this point that I noticed the gun on the floor. I was so angry at the gun for existing, for this to have been possible. The operator kept assuring me that help was coming, yet it felt like an eternity before anyone came. In the meantime, I stared into the blank look of my mom's bloodshot eyes that showed no sign of life. My Uncle Peter and Uncle Rob were the first to arrive, and they took me and my brother, who they had just woken up, and put us in their car. I had put a soft blanket around me; although it was quite hot and discomforting, I made no effort to remove it. I sat in the car with a tremendous amount of thoughts running through my head. I couldn't focus on anything, and there was a blank look in my eyes as I stared into the seat in front of me. The emergency rescue arrived soon after my uncles, and of one of them asked me what happened. However, I was unable to talk and it seemed like I didn't even understand his words. He left when he was through with his questions, and I was left to once again mindlessly stare at the seat in front of me. To this very day, I still have many thoughts going through my mind about what happened that night. It is a story that I will never forget, and these memories will always remain with me. This experience has also greatly influenced who I have become today, which I feel is a much stronger person. I have also learned to value life and everything in it because you never know when someone or something won't be there anymore. I also discovered that I took things for granted, but this experience has changed me that I always try to keep in mind that I'm lucky for what I have in the present. (Just a story, but not about me) (1) Comments

Posted: 7/8/2007 4:21:59 PM

Supporting Our Soldiers: Remembering Our Soldiers

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Posted: 7/8/2007 3:10:00 PM

Friends: Put your name here!!!

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Posted: 7/8/2007 1:56:53 PM

Something to Read if ur Bored: Until my Heart stops Beating

There once was a lonely girl. She was always depressed. Her closest cousin had died. Her mother had cancer. Her parents were divourced. She was miserable. She wished her heart would stop beating. The she met this boy who gave this lonely girl the would and she wasn't lonely anymore. This boy made her so happy and she was so in love. She promised the boy that she would love him until the day her heart stopped beating. As time went on the boy's feelings changed. He didn't feel quite the same for the girl anymore. He told her this and asked her to forget him. She responded that she would try, but she knew she would love him until her heart stopped beating. Days went by and then weeks. The girl still saw the boy at work, but they didn't say much to one another. One day he told her though, that he had a new girlfriend. She said she was happy for him and wish him luck. As he walked away she whispered that she'd still would love him until her heart stopped beating. The longer she went without him in her life, the greater the emotional pain grew. It became unbearable. Her heart ached everytime she went to work. Her heart begged her just to stop beating. One day she went into work. The boy walked over to her and told her she was bleeding. She looked down at her wrist, the blood dripping down her hand which clutched a folded piece of paper. She told him he was seeing things and started walking away. Her legs collapsed beneath her. Her lifeless body fell to the floor. She lay there dead. The boy didn't know what to do. He ran off to get help and told them he wasn't sure, but he thought her heart stopped beating. The boy attended the girl's funeral and when he approached her parents, they gave him a piece of paper and said that the girl wanted him to have it. Ther paper was folded and speckled with blood. He could feel his heart beating. The boy went to his and the girl's special place and sat there for a while. He trembled as he turned the note in his hands, afraid of what it said. He remembered all the time he had with her and how he really never stopped caring for her. He started to cry as he unfolded the note and read: It stopped (0) Comments

Posted: 7/8/2007 12:45:24 PM

Friends: 4 Word Story

I will give it a start and lets see what happens!!!! It can be nething you wish for it to be funny,dirty,wacky,crazy,however you wish,lets give it a try!!! Once Upon a Time.... (2) Comments

Posted: 7/8/2007 6:45:59 AM

Friends: Friends

Just want to let you all know that Friends are my Life and mean everything to me!!! I am real close to my friends and when they have a problem they come to me for help! When I am down I need friends to talk to they help me get thru the toughest times and help me get thru the pains and agony in life, When I need a shoulder to lean on i turn to my friends!! Friends are forever and will always be there for you thru thick and thin!! So if you need a good friend like this leave me a comment and tell me what you think!!Friends are the key to my life and reason for me to live!!! What do you think about this??? Spill out your heart release it all to me!!! I love my friends!! (0) Comments

Posted: 7/7/2007 4:09:02 PM

Personal Life: I'm Depressed, Please Help

Ok i have been bored all this week !!! and sad!! and lonely!!! no one wanted to send me nething on here so i guess i am going to close my account out!! sorry!!! so if you want me to keep my account open you best start sending me some comments to cheer me up, some messages too!!! 1st i had to deal with the death of my dog maggie that passed away monday so i was upset all day long with a headache. i was lonely all week without my daughter she was in kentucky with her dad at my cuz house!! at least my cuz let my daughter call me she was kinda homesick, (THANK YOU KRISTI)!!! my girl i miss her so much while she is away!!! And I want to Thank Chrisitina and Whitney they called me yesterday to see how i was doing!! I'm doin better now!!! Getting calls from my friends really makes me happy and makes me not so depressed. Well as of right now I am not feeling to well My stomach has been bothering me and my back has been hurting, with a headache(a typical female hormone problem) so I have been feeling a little depressed this past week!!! So send me sum luv, care and concern if you care!!! Post a comment on my page to cheer me up!!! I have been so bored that I had done nothing but Blogged for the past 2 days, so PLEASE read my blogs that i have posted and leave comments on them too with.(THANX TO ALL THAT HAVE READ THEM AND COMMENTED ON THEM). And I want to THANK ALL the ones that accepted my friends request, and left me comments and msgs!! It makes me feel alot better when I know that someone is thinking about me through this rough week that i had, so please do what you wish and have a great weekend!! I work this weekend so I may not be on here until Tuesday morning!!! Love you All!! p.s. Send me sum Luv v ins!!=) (3) Comments

Posted: 7/7/2007 3:40:10 PM

Angel

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Posted: 7/7/2007 3:08:35 PM

I LOVE ANGELS

SEND ME AN ANGEL!!!! (0) Comments

Posted: 7/7/2007 3:05:53 PM

Poetry: Sell My Soul

I just want enough. Enough to survive. Enough to get by. I never really wanted the world, just you in my arms. With two hearts combined. A love so sweet and Worth the time Worth the tears that were cried And im sitting here falling apart Right infront of your eyes I crumble to a million peices No longer wanting to give a try No longer have the faith to believe No longet have the will to survive And im sitting here Day by day just watching Wishing i could be numb Instead of feeling this cold wind When will it get better When im older Who needs it then When im dying inside right now Cause theres no where left to go And im about to sell my soul The devil dances upon my skin Promising pretty little things Saying i will be happy Even only its for awhile Im about to sell my soul (0) Comments

Posted: 7/7/2007 2:17:33 PM

Jokes: The Birth of a Candy Bar

Funny Photos, Bulletins and Surveys! (2) Comments

Posted: 7/7/2007 1:51:39 PM

Do you like to play Video Games??

How many of you all on Newblog loves playing video games??? Feel free to leave a comment and let me know what you like to play, I myself love to play video games!! I t may not seem like it but I do, so feel free to share your ideas and games that you love to play and how many do you own?? Hope to hear from you all soon!!! ~Toodles~ (4) Comments

Posted: 7/7/2007 12:13:49 PM

Personal Life: "Mommy I miss You"

My 5 year old daughter left last week with her dad to Kentucky for a whole week she calls me crying and sobs "mommy i miss you i want to stay with you" i said "Honey, mommy can't get you right now your in another state and Joshy(stepdad) has to leave for work real soon"interrupted she says, "but mommy i miss you so much i want to be with you i want to stay with you can you please come and get me?" i told her "if i had wings right now i would fly there to get you and we could fly home, or we could fly where our wings would guide us" As she was sobbing she said "mommy i have a headache too." i said "it is probably because you have been crying and your homesick so you need to go and lay down to rest" my daughter replies "mommy i am going to get off the phone now and go rest so that the rest of the day will go by fast so i can be with you again cause mommy i miss you" And mommy i love you!" and I said " I love you too!" Well when I got off the phone with her I cried I never knew how much I missed my daughter being away from me for so long. The longest she has ever been away from me was for about 3 days. It seems like eternity when a piece of you leaves!!I can't wait til she comes home, she will be hugged and loved to pieces. (0) Comments

Posted: 7/7/2007 12:09:54 PM

Poetry: Highway 109

A drunk man in an Oldsmobile They said had run the light That caused the six-car pileup On 109 that night. When broken bodies lay about "And blood was everywhere," "The sirens screamed out eulogies," For death was in the air. "A mother, trapped inside her car," Was heard above the noise; Her plaintive plea near split the air: "Oh, God, please spare my boys!" She fought to loose her pinned hands; "She struggled to get free," But mangled metal held her fast In grim captivity. Her frightened eyes then focused "On where the back seat once had been," But all she saw was broken glass and Two children's seats crushed in. Her twins were nowhere to be seen; "She did not hear them cry, " "And then she prayed they'd been thrown free, " "Oh, God, don't let them die! " Then firemen came and cut her loose, " "But when they searched the back, " "They found therein no little boys, " But the seat belts were intact. They thought the woman had gone mad "And was traveling alone, " "But when they turned to question her, " They discovered she was gone. Policemen saw her running wild And screaming above the noise "In beseeching supplication, " Please help me find my boys! They're four years old and wear blue shirts; "Their jeans are blue to match."" "One cop spoke up, ""They're in my car, " And they don't have a scratch. They said their daddy put them there "And gave them each a cone, " Then told them both to wait for Mom To come and take them home. "I've searched the area high and low, " But I can't find their dad. "He must have fled the scene, " "I guess, and that is very bad." "The mother hugged the twins and said, " "While wiping at a tear, " "He could not flee the scene, you see, " "For he's been dead a year." "The cop just looked confused and asked, " "Now, how can that be true? " "The boys said, ""Mommy, Daddy came " "And left a kiss for you."" " He told us not to worry "And that you would be all right, " And then he put us in this car with "The pretty, flashing light. " "We wanted him to stay with us, " "Because we miss him so, " "But Mommy, he just hugged us tight " And said he had to go. He said someday we'd understand "And told us not to fuss, " "And he said to tell you, Mommy, " "He's watching over us." The mother knew without a doubt "That what they spoke was true, " "For she recalled their dad's last words, " " I will watch over you." The firemen's notes could not explain "The twisted, mangled car, " And how the three of them escaped Without a single scar. "But on the cop's report was scribed, " "In print so very fine, " An angel walked the beat tonight on Highway 109. (2) Comments

Posted: 7/6/2007 9:08:22 PM

Jokes: Too Funny...

There was this guy who always went out drinking with his friends. He would always come home very late. One night, while he was at the bar he told them his secret for being able to sneak in late. "When I walk in the house, before the wife can say anything, I lay her down, take off her panties, and give her the best oral sex she's ever had, until she has such an orgasm that she falls into a deep sleep. Then, I wash up and go to bed. By morning, she is so pleased, she doesn't care what time I came home." One of his friends thinks this is a great idea. So he stays out late, comes home, sneaks into the bedroom, gives his wife the best oral sex she's ever had, and goes to wash up. His wife walks into the bathroom, obviously upset that he's home so late. "Hey, why aren't you sleeping?" he asks. "I was was, but I came in to tell you that we've got to sleep on the couch tonight, 'cause my mother is sleeping in our bedroom." (0) Comments

Posted: 7/6/2007 8:53:53 PM

Personal Life: What's the part of You that No one Sees???

The Part of You That No One Sees You are passionate, romantic, and emotional. You put love first in your life, even though you have often been disappointed by it. You expect to be swept of your feet, and you never expect infatuation to die out. Underneath it all, you are scared that you aren't lovable. Your insecurity has ruined many relationships, as you are unable to see the love that's really there. You are secretly afraid of being alone. Confronting your insecurities is incredibly painful. What's the Part of You That No One Sees? (1) Comments

Posted: 7/6/2007 3:01:11 PM

Poetry: A Military Poem

G.I. clothes cover my frame I wear these tags that bear my name. We march to war with pride and sorrow, To fight today and die tomorrow. At the brink of Heaven or Hell, Who will fire that fatal shell? Oh Lord above we pray to thee, Deliver us from this bloody sea. Our journey ends back in the states, This is our story and our fate. The Taps have sounded- the rifles fire, A folded flag and a G.I. retires. G.I. clothes cover my frame, On my marker bears my name. After today who will think of me? Gone...forever are we? (please leave your thoughts) (0) Comments

Posted: 7/6/2007 2:33:16 PM