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i'll be yur QU33N_for a day*..♥♥♥


signed last on: November 2 6:00pm.


DONT watch ME, watch TV...

"get yur facts straight; before yu run yur mouth"-by me.
` Rachel-lynn Picache ;
the original ` Laydee Xquisite;
shawtii';
905 Hamilton;
2nd yrSJBcss;
siingle ND smilin;
filipina mami;
WWJD;BNP member;
_*I hold myself up; and everything starts coming down on me;
every minute; every second; every hour; every day..<<

i`ll still be there;
wen every1 in yur life..
walks out.
even if it takes yu that long to realize
i was here from the start.
-Rachelle.L.Picache

THAT giirl who liikes to...
.have long walks on the beach..LOL :)
.SMILE && lauugh
.dance
.BASKETBALL
."freestyle"
.be weiird [be MYSELF]
.go against the odds [mad respects to G.A.T.O =)]
.lay back nd relaax [go with the flow]
.straight up [kiim.."yu look like a boy" LMFAO..good youngin' days]
.be sarcastic
.be around ppl who make me SMILE
.get random txt msgs or phone calls or emails or msn convos from ppl i havent herd from in awhile.
.cuss at biiters, nd shit talkers.
.stays on TOP of her griind. cant knock mi hussle :)

yu STILL don't kno me;

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show me respect, i`ll give u respect bak, show me dis-respect, i dis-respect u, u gotta earn ur respect 2 get respect, nothin`s free in this world, stand ur grounds nd,i`ll stand mine.

It's funny how the less you talk the more you begin to realize it wasn't meant to be. It's funny how slow it began and how fast it ended. It's funny how in the beginning he liked you but in the end it was someone else. It's funny how he meant everything to you and you meant nothing to him.

Giirls Womens Confessions --When we say I love you--we mean, I`m in so deep, so don`t hurt me--When we nag constantly about where you are and what you`re doing--We`re not Btches, it`s only because we fear losing you--When we "seem" to stir up fights--it?s because we care and we don`t want to hold things back--When we cry--you should know that you`ve really done it--when we start to say "please,"--you should know we deserve so much more--When we start screaming and cussing--we`re not btches, it`s because we`re frustrated that you don?t understand--When the screaming and cussing stops, and steady talking begins--it means, the pain is beyond control--When we say SORRY--it?s because we seriously know we?re wrong (that`s why we don?t say it often)--When we do say, I MISS THE OLD DAYS or I MISS THE OLD YOU--we mean, I wish you`d stop hurting me--And honestly, when we say "things are so different now,"--we really mean, my love hasn?t changed, but "why did yours?"--When we get mad--all we really want is a "sorry" and explanation (EXPLANATION not excuse!)--But when we no longer yell, scream, or ask your where-about--know that you`re no longer who you use to be in our heart.

Boys, just do it----Tell her you think shes cool. Tell her why you think shes so cool. Smell her hair. Talk to her in movie theatres. Pick her up and pretend you`re going to throw her in the river; she`ll scream and fight you but secretly, she`ll love it. Hold her hand and skip. Hold her hand and run. Just hold her hand. Pick flowers from other peoples gardens and give them to her. Tell her she looks pretty. Let her pay for stuff if she wants to. Introduce her to your friends as THE coolest girl you know. Sit in the park and talk to her. Take her to the library, and playgrounds, and train stations. Tell her dirty jokes. Tell her stupid jokes. Write poems about her. Just walk around with her. Throw pebbles at her window at night. When she starts swearing at you, tell her you love her. Take her to shows of bands shes never heard of. Hold her hand in the mosh pit. Let herfall asleep in your arms. Call her. Call her back if she calls you. Sing to her, no matter how bad you are. Carve your names into a tree. Get her mad, then kiss her. Give her piggy-back rides. Go see her band play even if they really suck, and tell her they were great. Give her space if she needs it. Push her on swings. Stay up with her all night when shes sick. Make up pet names for her, but cool ones, not sappy ones. Teach her guitar. Lend her your cds. Write on her. Makeher mixtapes. Write her letters. If she asks you to go to a show with her, go, even if it means a 5 hour train trip. Take her to cool shops, and let her take you to even cooler ones. Listen to all the bands she mentions. Dont tell her that her favorite bands suck. When shes sad, hang out with her or stay on the phone with her, even if shes not saying anything. Buy her ice cream. Let her take all the photos of you that she wants. Look into her eyes. Slow dance with her, even if the music is fast. Kiss her in the rain. And when you fall in love with her, tell her

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watch your thoughts, your thoughts become your words
watch your words, for your words become your actions
watch your actions, for actions becomes habbits
watch your habbits, for they become your character and
watch your character carefully, for that is your destiny


Some say the blacker the berry, the sweeter the juice
I say the darker the flesh then the deeper the roots
I give a holler to my sisters on welfare
Tupac cares and don`t nobody else care
I know they like to beat ya down a lot
When you come around the block, brothas clown a lot
But please don`t cry, dry your eyes, never let up
Forgive but don`t forget, keep your head up
And when he tells you you ain`t nothin don`t believe him
And if he can`t learn to love you, you should leave him
Cuz sista you don`t need him
And I ain`t tryin to gash up, I just call em how I see em
You know it makes me unhappy
When brothas make babies and leave a young mother to be a pappy
And since we all came from a woman
Got our name from a woman and our game from a woman

I wonder why we take from our woman
Why we rape our women, do we hate our women?
I think it`s time to kill for our women
Time to heal our women, be real to our women

And if we don`t then we`ll have a race of babies
That hate the ladies that make the babies
And since a man can`t make one
He has no right to tell a woman when and where to create one
So would the real men get up
I know your fed up ladies, but keep your head up

- Tupac Shakur. r.i.p

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If i cried, wud u let me cry on ur shoulder n tell me everythin will be okay? If i die of a gunshot wud u show pain n sorrow? If i took a bullet for u wud u hang tite? Or wud u feel dha pain n start a fite? If i was in pain wud u b down fo me? If i was in a bad situation wud u lie fo me?If times got hard wud u shed a tear or wud you be strong cuz you kno Im thurr fo u. If i was in dha hospital wud u sit wid me til i got betta? If i had no home wud u b mi shelter? If mi life was on dha line wud u sacrafice yurz? If i was in a fire wud u come nd save me? If i had leukemia wud u sit by mi side til i die? If i dies wud u still love nd remember me? Wen u look at me do u see ur wifey? A shorti who wud alwaiyz b down fo yooh? Sum1 who cud roll wid ur crew? A wifey who wud fight nd die fo u? If i let u go wud u come bak to me?

it doesn`t matter if you`re up or you`re down.
either way i`m still gonna be around.
I Promise

a.b.c.d.e.f.g.h.i.j.k.l.m.n.o.p.q.r.s.t.u.v.w.x.y.z

get at me if i fergot yu. LMAO

The Realest'
vargas[x2].bautista.domasig.emas.pagsisihan.ellazar.mancini*.j,delacruz.bernardo.martinez.bauldivino

`Dora && Boots down to the end 'ma. word..to yur mom. [lmao]..believe dhat

`Lemon && Liime; down to the end..ohh soo citrussii'

`The o0oh's; got yu giirls =)

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SCREW the FAKE people;
im on TOP of my game. CANT knock the hussle babbyyy!

"explorer like DORA; these SWIPERS cant swipe ME"

..SHAAAKEE YUUR MARTIINII!!


btw: if yur gonna use any of the qoutes i have on my page; get at me first.