tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-43127240293526507352024-03-04T22:41:58.882-08:00lovele_bbygrllovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-55968956620904020112010-05-20T20:26:00.001-07:002010-05-20T20:28:21.900-07:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW8fKk4gyfc6YwJiQei0jAaPtntxERhnC7TyBMUn8IeGih45bOGZEPUq9mybP4FD3AGdg_mQLlFnaX0sQQw6c_0AQm2eWL2V4pNk8Gy-92ZOUlkydWKFIiuvmSSYp4eL3Tg0blgI0zPyUa/s1600/183223.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473559828223502322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW8fKk4gyfc6YwJiQei0jAaPtntxERhnC7TyBMUn8IeGih45bOGZEPUq9mybP4FD3AGdg_mQLlFnaX0sQQw6c_0AQm2eWL2V4pNk8Gy-92ZOUlkydWKFIiuvmSSYp4eL3Tg0blgI0zPyUa/s320/183223.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGKQ72IFnrdCXPe4EGlF-NGtffVseeI7oAnrlXb4lynsig1-fBPEF6BZqx4lyt9VVu4lRI-hfL1G9L8N9cJp0n7_4n8HIrhztIt3akYSn1dMrrebw_VkJIiVWRzxEvHhIoYSJW5p7FAQ1K/s1600/183120.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473559765766289346" style="DISPLAY: block; 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MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXfxE1ASK82tCoGekjYZqUpSY5n3F51vQ4LMajjn4DElEp0_OFKnas5g5pgQzaGmgeUn93i6wkYeMMGDAKwZd5Ujcyaxp7SKKeaNtqT16YFErpa5_AGyK_OkM8cvjAC86yiYkW-fbaGWdv/s320/182412.jpg" border="0" /></a> this is real this is me, sincerely lovele.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div>lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-60255894245315873522010-03-08T20:04:00.000-08:002010-03-08T20:06:53.054-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgmZ5AUiYk-FoSh3IGLkr0Gh3v1igXUEkla45nMxJPMei_gj0-peFHIeCsDahyt-YI5qPLEMJpVDZ0HJBwlYOubKQpZjrvT-EZ6aPRw7IgoTH7QBdSH2h9LPzNOZ9U2RyM295FHujhU9R-Y/s1600-h/078.JPG"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; 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float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjiE8NP0Elp1Tjwtb9gdoCLtB-bo4AcWxVrnnH02visimewvZUQ2M0FxrOkgpUehYnAAkU9hJLsxzsnbfc_oTDmUdr6D_RD15ro_aQLURnTSjJhWbU79BfBOMqn_do7MkJNcvsKoFog_PV4/s320/Photo54.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401804080359496194" border="0" /></a><br />and i hate how much i love you boy<br />i cant stand how much i need you<br />and i hate how much i love you boy<br />but i just cant let you go<br />and <span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:webdings;" >i hate that i love you so</span><br /><br /><br />storyofmylife,lovelelovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-62413587604503750552009-10-24T10:21:00.000-07:002009-10-24T10:25:58.243-07:00where are you now? When i need you the most..........<br /><br /><br />where are you now? when nothings going right...lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-6044984779610742912009-10-12T10:46:00.000-07:002009-10-12T11:12:27.925-07:00<span style="font-family:times new roman;">you dont fight for anything anymore, its been like ths for lil while now<br />i feel like you just give up every night,<br />that your tired of it<br />its like your sick of me<br />you dont fight for me , anymore-<br />you dont make an effort to fix anything anymore<br />you settle for it being not ok. its a mhm , or a ok , or w.e or not call back and even the next day morning<br />i get nothing.... you leave it how it is.<br />and the boyfriend i use to have<br />would ALWAYS txt me/call me a million times until that one txt id finally answer back....<br />he'd leave voicemails .....saying how much hes sorry how much it doesnt matter , saying how much he loves<br />me. i looked forward to those voicemails.<br /><br /><br />i'd be lucky now to get that....<br /></span><span style="font-family:times new roman;">its like you dont care as much as you did before.<br />your different ....</span><br /><span style="font-family:times new roman;"><br /><br />if you wont fight for me then im not going to waste my time fighting for you...<br /><br /><br /><br /></span>lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-49851255258353596672009-09-15T09:29:00.001-07:002009-09-15T09:29:45.500-07:00got my phone stolen at skl =.= yesturday<br />so give me your number here!lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-86035062675456864622009-08-14T20:49:00.001-07:002009-08-14T20:50:20.563-07:00http://www.forever21.com/product.asp?catalog_name=FOREVER21&category_name=dress_casual&product_id=2059941924&Page=all<br /><br />i got tht one but where its blue mine is actually red.<br /><br /><br />http://www.forever21.com/product.asp?catalog_name=FOREVER21&category_name=dress_dressy&product_id=2062898604&Page=all<br /><br />n i got ths one :) how it islovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-81706705156181589652009-08-13T21:52:00.001-07:002009-08-13T21:52:29.371-07:00http://www.forever21.com/product.asp?catalog_name=FOREVER21&category_name=dress_dressy&product_id=2060037900&Page=all<br /><br />homecoming dress<3lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-44080293720115739782009-07-08T15:17:00.000-07:002009-07-08T15:19:36.343-07:00storyofmylife.story of my life for as long as i can remember.....<br /><br />"Hard as I try I know I can't quit "lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-34529670443246481692009-05-28T19:25:00.000-07:002009-05-28T19:30:52.837-07:00lovelife.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_N9htYO3KAadhZKt98XHsvB5wNiIO9QVpbz7VkWrxZ4FEl1iGU5PdRfUCKaGOHzPHxdwQFbR7e9GxmjJFD13W4IwtGCwe-xvQosUC6XLlRV47OWtLfcxxVqTGEBaAUVy5p7RPbGsCpOVy/s1600-h/n1642374457_267856_2720379.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; 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width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzeUCUoubHCbNXtWs0ay2xkuhXUc2jHb-i0s4iN4L7xq9SaI3EISSON5SZVIwWryNZYNE1LAxiI_AvaQ5FBqYRCp7c2HewHcw62MrPny_Z4qPhjiBFrt2_UmQiuQ-99t8M0Lq8qTBWE0mb/s320/4579_1105633334686_1642374457_267826_8069898_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341066860077009218" border="0" /></a>lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-88898408223655367542009-04-26T13:14:00.000-07:002009-04-26T13:48:58.801-07:00dear, daddy.<br />you make me afraid , you make me feel lost, you make me feel worthless, you make me feel unloved , your suppose to love me <strong>unconditionally</strong>….<br />If there is anything I wish for is for your acceptance.i want you to care about the little things. I want you to <strong>notice me</strong>. Im tired of getting upset and jealous everytime I see a dad and a daughter relationship wishing I had that . im tired of gravitating towards other peoples dads because I don’t have a good relationship with my own.. I wish when you see me crying that you’d care and make my tears go away and realize they fell from my eyes <strong>because of you</strong>. I wish you could see the damage you’ve done to me….but when I tell you- you don’t listen you don’t get it you never understand and <em>im waiting for the day that you do.</em><br /><em></em><br /><strong><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dh8o8LZQbC4">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dh8o8LZQbC4</a></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong></strong><br /><strong>daddy, let me be your daddys little girl.</strong>lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-17112492056626840352009-04-13T17:54:00.000-07:002009-04-13T18:16:24.618-07:00lifeIn life, there is always the certain person you will hold onto, whether you hold on tight, or there dangling by a string... they will always be there ; regardless<br /><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"> </span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"></span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;"> accept it ,come into terms with it , admitt it , be denial to it .</span><br /><span style="font-size:180%;">Whatever you please-</span>lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-67681411014985522392009-03-31T18:28:00.000-07:002009-03-31T18:29:53.877-07:00i want you to be able to HANDLE ME , how i am the good and the bad the shitttty-fcked up sometimes mean things i say to the sweetest. im up and down like a fucking rolleeeercoaster sweetheart so in order to stay on the ride you need to be able to handle the up n downs' of it.ya feel me? because i literally constantly feel like you CANT HANDLE ME & my PERSONALITY with all the twists and turns the ups and downs positives n negatives your too sensitive for it thts like the only way i could put it . you need to be stronger & deal with it how i am how i react to things, my actions , n such.almost 7 months now and you still take things so seriously sometimes.like im very COMPLEX grl , but sooooooooo beyond simple @ the same time.idk maybe theres still a lot for you to learn which im sure there is and the same i still need to learn a lot bout you .<br /><br />maybe just maybe we didnt know each as much as we liked to think- xoxo , lovelelovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-24721872575886217072009-03-26T18:53:00.000-07:002009-03-26T18:54:30.290-07:00<span style="font-family:georgia;">this is some funny ass shit .</span><br /><br /><br />HcOgUrL92X (8:51:30 PM): i need to shave my legs n my pits n wash my extentsions<br />btdrmm (8:51:38 PM): lol!!<br />btdrmm (8:51:42 PM): wow<br />HcOgUrL92X (8:51:48 PM): hows tht funny , what im just being honest<br />HcOgUrL92X (8:51:49 PM): lmao<br />btdrmm (8:51:56 PM): pits lol!<br />btdrmm (8:52:01 PM): who says that lol<br />HcOgUrL92X (8:52:09 PM): there not tht bad ME bitch.<br />btdrmm (8:52:18 PM): just reading that IM made me laugh lol<br />HcOgUrL92X (8:52:50 PM): lmao hah im so funny<br />btdrmm (8:53:00 PM): =) yup.<br />HcOgUrL92X (8:53:05 PM): ima post tht up ahaha<br />btdrmm (8:53:12 PM): lol! klovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-88786517274885508902009-03-12T18:02:00.000-07:002009-03-12T18:29:24.318-07:00so today i got in a conversation with my friend carie @ lunch and i just couldnt get her to understand my point of view.....so it directed from this girl @ the end of our lunch table was crying im liketo my friend carie im like it must be cus her bf like her relationship most likely ended cus the grl crying was in my 1st hour class.and i over heard the other day talking bout her bf issues or w.e typical shes worried he did something cus she was out of town i guess and blah blah who knows if he cheated idk the story which im sure theres more.but besides the point it was obvious she was upset over HIM.i know that sad crying over a boy face by heart.
<br />but my friend caries like girls need to not cry over that....boys.or something like that....that girls need to learn bettershe said like why cry over a guy who just broke up with youthat obviously he was a careless jerk...
<br />but in my defense i told her its still going to hurt like its not oh my god shes crying over a boy it HURTS & it does to get HURT like whether or not the guy screw you over cheated w.e the case wasthats the last thing you think about in reality when it comes to a relationship being doneim like you have to understand that if you were with someonefor long time you grow close to that person and you develope a strong emotionalbond .thats why it HURTS that , THAT IS WHATS OVER. that close relationshipsure you may be upset or mad that you got screwed over but thats not where the tears come from its that certain thing being over.... thats where the tears come fromnot from being cheated on not from being screw over but by loosing the very thing you grew to care bout so stronglyand knowing its over.
<br />and then this other girl very well agreed with me.that what i was saying was true i understand my friend carie where she was coming from what she was saying but @ the end of the day no girl accepts the whole " he's a jerk , move on dont be upset over himits not worth your tears" deal into there head. regardles of how wrong she was treated and howmuch all the things she knows are right the whole jerk move on dont be upset over him its not worth your tearsdeal.doesnt matter-you cant phase a girls mind when it comes to"lust. love. infatuation." and thats what is comes down to.
<br />MY STORY NOW.
<br />im not going to lie i've had my fair share of being hurt , screw over numerous times.but i always gave out 2nd chance after chance after chance because i thought maybe one of the chances i gave out maybe it'd be different but it never was.but still for some reason i always went bck to the guys who screwed me over for some reason . -they pulled me bck so easily like a flip of a switch.ask anyone , they'll tell you my "guy past" to hell & bck.and i know that even today its effected me it still does how i am with guys/relationships, certain situations.but ...its changed in a sense like i wont let a guy treat me the way i've been treated or do the things that i was screwed over with which i have to admit is half true because.at the same time..i know in my mind i'd go back to my old ways and give out chances just like before i know because i've done it with my current boyfriend right now and my guy friends now but who were also at one point with me.
<br />with my current boyfriend we got into an altercation and i was honestly hurt by something he has said my heart honestly broke and i didnt know what to do the first thing was i want it over that i couldnt do this
<br />whole hurt/pain thing again . but @ the end of the day i did. n i gave out another chance which im not
<br />saying i take it back because i dont @ all its just thats what i do ,and im making it a point
<br />no matter how mad or upset i act im always going to give out another chance so is that bad im
<br />not sure. i do still think bout it but its over and done with and that chapters closed
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<br />somewhat of what my grl said was right.but how to conform to what shes saying and actually be that strong person to be like hey you knowhe doesnt deserve me fk him blah blah idk, -its hard to be that i mean i put up a front all the time that yeh im okay, no im not mad, no im not upset , im fine,that no i dont care,nothing can break me , nothing can hurt me, blah blah that "tough exterior" i try to pull off.is not that "tough"as i make it look.
<br />so somewhat of what the question... is
<br />what will i do when the next time i get screwed over ?will i let go and stick that decision never thinking twice and not think bck or even think of giving chances out or will i forgive and fake forgetting it and be with that person give out another chance like before go against the very thing i said i wouldnt put myself through again.
<br />but if i just constantly thought what my friend
<br />thought i'd get no where. i guess with " love , lust , infatuation" you have to be willing to
<br />get hurt to have any real relationship. to ...take chances and just trust the ones your with not to
<br />hurt you .
<br />so @ the end of this whole rant idk , i guess you can say i have mixed opinions.
<br />like i said all this just directed from a convo i had @ skl with my grl in lunch.im just saying all this in general. ;]
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<br />lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-49630818330784897262009-03-08T18:51:00.000-07:002009-03-08T18:56:21.580-07:00to you, -<br />i want you to be my wall the person to make it better my shield my prince in shining armor to come save me when im lost.but your the very thing thats on the opposite side of that wall but why question is why cant you make happy....when im sad? pick me up when ive fallen? its me my problem my guard being up n not being able to bring it down regardless of who your are how close we are how long youv'e been there it doesnt change anything . i've been my own sense of "support" that i dont let anyone else be that for me i've just been through enough that ive convinced myself only i can pick myself up ...because ive done it multiple times .regardless of the sweet things said ,- of the people closest to me.@ the end im still left feeling the same and i cant change that & i wish i could<br />-xoxo lovele let it be known story of my life.lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-8086305591919906702009-03-07T18:45:00.000-08:002009-03-07T18:48:17.816-08:00i just want to run and keep going and never stop i dont want to catch my breath i just want to run with no thoughts in mind no emotion at heart with the sound of the wind in my ears with the serenity of peace in the air .i want to run and never stop untill everything in life is ok,-where its ok to stop running from the world and catch my breath<br />-<em>xoxo lovele let it be known story my life.</em><br /><br /><br />i feel like everytime i let myself be happy it gets taken away from me. theres only so much i can take.....what do i do when everythings crashing down and i cant bare the weight of it all on my shoulders any longer.lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-75446578743360553462009-02-22T19:18:00.000-08:002009-02-22T19:26:59.081-08:00shout outttttttttt.if your doing what you love<br />thats an accomplishment.<br />so yes, feel good bout yourself<br />feel accomplished.<br /><br />music is where your passion is<br />thats where your heart lies and<br />thats all the matters.<br /><br /><br />whats ambition without passion?<br />ask yourself that the answer would be another word<br />it wouldnt be ambition.lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-38510128498535862172008-12-14T19:30:00.000-08:002008-12-14T19:53:05.048-08:00uhhhhhhhh,so seriously im gettting really frustrated/upset i cant seem to please everyone i cant liveup to everyones expectations of me seems like.<br />am i a bad gf?<br />am i a bad best friend/friend?<br />am i bad daughter?<br />someone give me an answer because i cant answer my own question<br />and i feel like a bad friend/best friend/gf/ daughter.<br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">im not superman.</span>lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4312724029352650735.post-24648949226705132992008-12-14T13:18:00.000-08:002008-12-14T19:59:25.504-08:00update 1214k8so i'll occassionally update this once n' a while.<br />ya dig ?<br /><br />so whats my deal,<br />well lately skl's been stressing me<br /><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:100%;">stupid >.<><br />for english apparently if i dont do it , i can't pass the class.<br />so its inevitable that i have no choice I HAVE TO DO IT.<br />w.eeeeeeee'<br />and geometry eh , i need to pick my grade up<br />which i think i recently have because i took a test<br />last friday n it was prettty ezzzzzzzzzz. ya dig?<br />n physic omg ! seriously tell me one person who understands it.<br />least my teacher loves me <3><br />spanish is ezzzzzzzz. gym is ezzzzzzz.<br />its my junior year ,<br />im more than have way through my high school yrs, thats<br />craaaazy . and OVERWELMING<br />i have the ambition to succeed so i know i can do it<br />i may stuggle a shitload doing it but least im getting there.<br />i have the driveeeeeeee ya dig ? and i know where i wana be and who i wana be<br />theres this thing im going to this coming tuesday its like a job fair/job shadowing thing<br />@ st. Alexis hospital or something like that and any student is able to go if there interested in being in the medical field.<br />( which i am i inttend to be RN registered nurse ) i get out of school too :) niceeeee bonus. so should be a good learning experience for me.<br />"this girl has a future. this girl can do it with nobody but herself. try breaking my hustle sweetie<br />believe me you cant"<br />-lovele bbygrl<br /></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:78%;"></span></span>lovely_bbygrlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11381563385598276947noreply@blogger.com3