Life isn’t fair. It’s just fairer than death, that’s all.

A party Mom...

I went to a party,
And remembered what you said.
You told me not to drink, Mom,
so I had a sprite instead.

I felt proud of myself,
The way you said I would,
that I didn't drink and drive,
though some friends said I should.

I made a healthy choice,
And your advice to me was right.
The party finally ended,
and the kids drove out of sight.

I got into my car,
Sure to get home in one piece.
I never knew what was coming, Mom,
something I expected least.

Now I'm lying on the pavement,
And I hear the policeman say,
the kid that caused this wreck was drunk,
Mom, his voice seems far away.

My own blood's all around me,
As I try hard not to cry.
I can hear the paramedic say,
this girl is going to die.

I'm sure the guy had no idea,
While he was flying high.
Because he chose to drink and drive,
now I would have to die.

So why do people do it, Mom
Knowing that it ruins lives?
And now the pain is cutting me,
like a hundred stabbing knives.

Tell sister not to be afraid, Mom
Tell daddy to be brave.
And when I go to heaven,
put ' Mommy's Girl' on my grave.

Someone should have taught him,
That it's wrong to drink and drive.
Maybe if his parents had,
I'd still be alive.

My breath is getting shorter,
Mom I'm getting really scared
These are my final moments,
and I'm so unprepared.

I wish that you could hold me Mom,
As I lie here and die.
I wish that I could say, 'I love you, Mom!'
So I love you and good-bye.

against drunk drivers

did u ever imagine about marriage...

"-mummy mummy why is the woman wearing a pretty white dress?


She's getting married to the man right next to her, see? That's why she's so elegant. And she's wearing white because it's the colour of purity and most of all: happiness. She's wearing white because it's the happiest day of her life!


Oh. But why is HE wearing black then?"

i believe in angels. i called them friends

I've learned a lot from friendship.
When you are up in life, your friends get to know who you are.
But when you are down in life, you get to know who your friends are.
It's really hard to understand people who we called 'friend'.
But friend just it.They're unique, like everyone else.

A true friend...
-Accepts you as you are
-believes in you
-calls you only to say "hello"
-doesn't give up with you
-admires all sides of your personality
-forgives your mistakes
-helps you
-encourages you to try it again
-makes a difference in your life
-says nice things about you
-offers his/her support
-understands you
-tells you the truth
-never judges you
-explains things you don't understand
-walks by your side
-calms down your fears
-shouts if necessary, if you don't want to listen
-raises your spirit.

have you ever seen any kind of this friend?
don't expect people would be like this,
expect yourself to be one... and i'm trying

Trusts

How can I trust someone if that someone has broken my trust, My heart is empty, Its cold as ice, As it reach to break, It leaks out of water, That water drips and slips away, That trust, That moment, All within those you have broken, You have to work your trust with me, You have to make me understand why should I ever trust you again, You have to repair that broken trust, You have to work hard, That don’t mean be hateful towards me, Just show me that I can trust you once more. people ask me why it's so hard to trust people, and i ask them why is it so hard to keep a promise. it's not really me who wrote this. but it's just exactly what i really feel now.

A Box Full Of Kisses

The story goes that some time ago, a man punished his 3-year-old daughter for wasting a roll of gold wrapping paper. Money was tight and he became infuriated when the child tried to decorate a box to put under the Christmas tree. Nevertheless, the little girl brought the gift to her father the next morning and said, "This is for you, Daddy."

The man was embarrassed by his earlier overreaction, but his anger flared again when he found out the box was empty. He yelled at her, stating, "Don't you know, when you give someone a present, there is supposed to be something inside? The little girl looked up at him with tears in her eyes and cried, "Oh, Daddy, it's not empty at all. I blew kisses into the box. They're all for you, Daddy."

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little girl, and he begged for her forgiveness.

Only a short time later, an accident took the life of the child. It is also told that her father kept that gold box by his bed for many years and, whenever he was discouraged, he would take out an imaginary kiss and remember the love of the child who had put it there.


In a very real sense, each one of us, as humans beings, have been given a gold container filled with unconditional love and kisses... from our children, family members, friends, and God. There is simply no other possession, anyone could hold, more precious than this.

knowing me.knowing you?

I’m a slut because I'll wear shorts and a tank top
I’m anorexic because I eat as much as I want and don’t gain weight
I’m a witch because I don’t let you push me around
I’m a liar because I wont tell you everything
I’m stupid because sometimes I’m wrong
I’m ugly because my face isn’t perfect
I’m a whore because I like boys
I’m annoying because I’m not chill enough
I’m a loser because I’m not friends with you and your “group”
I use people because I do what’s best for me
I’m fake because most of the time I’m happy
I’m weird because I’m not like you
I’m controlling because I get mad sometimes
I’m clingy because I like to be around people
I’m greedy because I like to be satisfied
I’m naive because I’m younger than you
I’m conceited because I’m proud of who I am
I’m rude because my manners aren’t perfect
I’m unappreciative because I don’t praise you in everything you do

Don’t try to tell me who I am because I already know.