Flutterby Princess's blog: "stuff"

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OTHER Friends: Never ask for food. true Friends: are the reason you have no food. OTHER Friends: Call your parents Mr/Mrs True Friends: Call your parents DAD/MOM OTHER Friends: bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. True friends: Would sit next to you sayin "Damn ... we fucked up ... but that shit was fun!" OTHER Friends: never seen you cry. True Friends: cry with you OTHER Friends: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. True Friends: keep your shit so long they forget its yours. OTHER Friends: know a few things about you. True Friends: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from you. OTHER Friends: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing. True Friends: Will kick the whole crowds ass that left you. OTHER Friends: Would knock on your front door. true Friends: Walk right in and say "I'M HOME!" OTHER Friends: Are for awhile. True Friends: Are for life. OTHER Friends: Will take your drink away when they think you've had enough. True Friends: Will look at you stumbling all over the place and say "Bitch drink the rest of that you know we don't waste shit." OTHER Friends: will talk shit to the person who talks shit about you. True Friends: Will knock them the fuck out

roses are red Lemons are sour Open ur legs and give me an hour Kissing Is A Habit Fucking Is A Game Guys Get All The Pleasure Girls Get All The Pain 10 Minutes Of Pleasure 9 Months Of Pain 3 Days In The Hospital A Baby Without A Name The Father Is A Bastard The Mother Is A Whore This Woulda Never Happend If The Rubber Hadn't Tore!! Sex is like math You subtract the clothes Add the bed Divide the legs And Pray to god You dont multiply Roses are red Grass is green Open your legs And I'll fill you with cream Sex is good Sex is fine Doggy Style & 69 Just for fun Or gettin paid Everyone likes gettin laid roses are nice violets are fine. ill be the six if you be the nine. roses are red violets are blue condoms will rip now watch you get screwed -auther unknown

The new sex study It has been determined, the most used sexual position for married couples is a doggie position. The husband sits up and begs. The wife rolls over and plays dead...

I cant think mind traped just a wink a gentle smack wake up from this someone save me please Terror overwelming I can't release Tears are falling you just can't see I am fading into disbelief thoughts of feelings racing through my head I want to I have to I just can't find the time lonliness is my troubble acceptance for it so weak I cant hardly speak I am searching beyond my bounderies and nothing I have found in there mind so wondered with illimulating faces simply just tease my lasting uncovered ................................................. Quitely to my darling love I send My sorrowful feelings that tear me A lasting bond that wont break or bend For I feel my endingis what I see I close my eyes and in my mind are frames Your smile, your face feeling your warm embrsce Taken away only anger may tame The feeling that were left in your place My heart slowly dies down THe beating cease A beauty trait a smile turned to frown Your love held it together piece by piece Wave my white flag and turn in my crown I have not given up all sincere hope But on my reconing you shal not dote ................................................. One window is all I need to cry And wish I could fly Far away from all the yells fights and screams It never ends so it seems One window is all I need To feel free To be able to be me And not what others want me to be One window is all I need to feel the solitude of the world One window is all I need ................................................. When your heart turns cold it causes your heart to freeze it spreads through out your soul like a ruthless disease the walls that were once down are now standing firm and tall safe from hate, love, pain, joy until your heart feels nothing at all when your heart turns cold a babys cry means nothing a dead corps is trivial mothers neglecting children is daily loneliness becomes your routine friend death seams like tranquility sleeping is never pleasant if you even sleep at all you forget ideas and turn off al reasons to make sure the product gets sold you don't understand anything when your heart turns cold. ................................................. Sometimes when I'm alone I cry because I'm on my own The tears I cry are bitter and warm They flow with life But take nothing from them I cry because my heart is torn And find it hard to carry on If I had an ear to confide in I would cry among my treasured friends But who do you know That stops for long TO help another cary on The world moves fast And would just as eaisly pass you by Than stop to see what makes you cry

My mother taught me to read when I was four years old (her first mistake ). One day, I was in the bathroom and noticed one of the cabinet doors was ajar. I read the box in the cabinet. I then asked my mother why she was keeping 'napkins' in the bathroom. Didn't they belong in the kitchen? Not wanting to burden me with unnecessary facts, she told me that those were for "special occasions" (her second mistake). Now fast forward a few months....It's Thanksgiving Day, and my folks are leaving to pick up my uncle and his wife for dinner. Mom had assignments for al l of us while they were gone. Mine was to set the table. When they returned, my uncle came in first and immediately burst into laughter. Next came his wife who gasped, then began giggling. Next came my father, who roared with laughter. Then came Mom, who almost died of embarrassment when she saw each place setting on the table with a "special occasion" Kotex napkin at each plate, with the fork carefully arranged on top. I had even tucked t he little tail in so they didn't hang off the edge!! My mother asked me why I used these and, of course, my response sent the other adults into further fits of laughter. "But, Mom, you said they were for special occasions!!!" Isn't it easier to just tell the truth?????????

A family is at the dinner table. The son asks his father, "Dad, how many kinds of boobies are there? The father, surprised, answers, "Well, son, there's three kinds of Breasts. In her twenties, a woman's breasts are like melons, round and firm. In her thirties to forties, they are like pears, still nice but hanging A bit. After fifty, they are like onions." "Onions?" "Yes, you see them and they make you cry." This infuriated his wife and daughter so the daughter said, "Mum, how many kinds of 'willies' are there? "The mother, surprised, smiles and answers, "Well dear, a man goes through three phases. In his twenties, his willy is like an oak tree, mighty and hard. In his thirties and forties, it is like a birch, flexible but reliable. After his fifties, it is like a Christmas tree." "A Christmas tree?" "Yes, dead from the root up and the balls are just for decoration.”