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Sunday, August 07, 2005

EVERYTYNG IS EVRYTYN....

well...
its afact yu see...
its d truth
well...tyngs been fine...
im like wee bit kanchion wif my layout
yesterdae tanning was fuckin fun..
hehe im jus very extremely tired...
heheeh...
miss my bf each dae...tho hes been evry sweet and tryn hard..
hope he doesnt close eyes and ignore again...
he asked me to stop readyn SOMEONES blog....
so i wnt yu noe get intimidated and tyngs so much..
ir eckon she mae be readin dis..cz she hafnt been bloggin so yep..
skalie sh enoes..
haahhaah
lifes been fun...
tynkyn bout d past daes...
wif d tyng botu dat sumone...
tho kinda told mybf ages ago botu fendi tyngey..
he seems fine..
hahahaha
yep...
" its fine livin my life w/o yu fer some one else!"
hahahahahah
niwaes.....
ive gt tyngs to do...
mockup to make..
juz hope my werk is fine...
im juz soo afarid..
im takin the risk
i hope my lecturer wuld liek it..
weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
klah gtago
no worries gerls..
im fine....
MUAHKZ TO YU PEPLE WHO LURVE ME SO MUCH AND NOES DAT I LUREV EYU GUSY MORE DN ANYTANG IN DWERLD!!!

What is meant to be, will be
After winter, must come spring
. . . . .
(2x)
I wrote these words for everyone
. . . . .
Who won't accept deception
Instead of what is truth
. . . . .
Before we even start to play
Who made these rules? We're so confused
. . . . .
Let me tell ya that
Everything is everything
. . . . .
After winter, must come spring
Everything is everything
. . . . .
Possibly speak tongues
Beat drum, Abyssinian, street Baptist
. . . . .
From the beginning
My practice extending across the atlas
. . . . .
Flippin' in the ghetto on a dirty mattress
You can't match this rapper / actress
. . . . .
Bomb graffiti on the tomb of Nefertiti
MCs ain't ready to take it to the Serengeti
. . . . .
L. Boogie spars with stars and constellations
Then came down for a little conversation
. . . . .
Roll with cherubims to Nassau Coliseum
Now hear this mixture
. . . . .
Develop a negative into a positive picture
Now, everything is everything
. . . . .
After winter, must come spring
Change, it comes eventually
. . . . .
We'll touch that dream
But things come slow or not at all
. . . . .
So convinced that they might fall
Let's love ourselves then we can't fail
. . . . .
Tomorrow, our seeds will grow
All we need is dedication
. . . . .
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
. . . . .
Everything is everything
Everything is everything
. . . . .
After winter, must come spring
Change, it comes eventually


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