Agony, that's what we're living in.. Wish to get something different soon.. Why are we living in it? Well 'cuz we're normally crazy! And that's 'cuz we're too much! We're almost too much all the time.. Too much of it all.. Too much of love, care, love again, a li'l more care, some extra love mixed with a lotta care & an everlasting love.. And this has resulted in some serious despair that's been occupying our house lately.. Pray that it (torment) would die soon.. Wish I can have this li'l girl's forehead that's clear of any worries.. But sometimes it's impossible to go back to square one.. However, is it true that there could be too much of love and care? And no matter what the answer will be, that's us.. Love & care way toooooooooo much!"Pencil markings on the room wall
Memories of a child’s growing tall
Child-proof locks and safety pins
A hundred different little things
Packed in boxes and stowed away
To be remembered some other day"
~ By Inji 11/9/2006 ~
PS. That pic up there isn't taken by me.. It's my friend's daughter :) A cutie cutie.. Saja.. That's her name.. Li'l sujy..
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Asallamu alaikum, your site has come highly recommended and I am adding you too my blog roll so I can read it later. : )
Walaikum assalam..
Well, firstly, welcome back to blogging.. Secondy, don't add me 'cuz someone else recommended me.. But add me 'cuz you think I deserve to be added.. :)
Thanks!
well it was me who recommended you grill-ly... cause your my favorite and I loooovvvveeee to share!! :))
maybe he added you cause I said I wish you were one his list... and he believed me enough to make it real......
And in the air the fireflies
Our only light in paradise
would show the world they were wrong
And teach them all to sing along
Singing Amen, I, I'm alive (I'm alive)
Singing A, Amen, I, I'm alive
If everyone cared and nobody cried
If everyone loved and nobody lied
If everyone shared and swallowed their pride
Then we'd see the day, when nobody died
And as we lie beneath the stars
We realize how small we are
If they could love like you and me
Imagine what the world could be.....
I wish, I wish, I wish ...
Our only light in paradise
And teach them all to sing along
Singing Amen, I, I'm alive
If they could love like you and me
Imagine what the world could be.....
I wish too seniorita.. :)
I LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOVE YOU :)
Thank you for who you are :)
Girls are vulnerable -- and are exploited easily.
Serious repercussions -- if her computer is compromised.
Got it? Want to hear some explicit and gory details? Dummy!
Tickling you half to death! Kootchie koo!
I dont get your comment at all anon..
or who its directed at?
but its not nice at all
It’s for Saroooooooooooo! You don’t know the context! Miss Nosy! Tring! Tring! Tring!
I'm not nosy? Your comment was public...... and I still dont get it.
tring, tring, tring for what?
Salamo alikom,
can you pay me a visit at my blog Sara! it has been so long now! I can use some pushing to get going :)
miss the whole thing a lot!
fe 2aman ellah
That's some irrefutable LOGIC! Alright -- go to my Blog -- read “Must-Read for GIRLS!” -- and thread (Saroo’s comment).
ok, Im sorry. I did that (read your blog) and now I understand the comment in its context much more. It just looked like a threat at first or something.
forgive me.
I love sara and that was the mama cat in me comming out - a protection reaction ....
whoah whoah whoah!! lol
The love of God.. is THE love..
when u feel HIM in a hug to your mother, in a tear you shed for the pain of a random little poor girl in the street who has a stomach-ache, in a feeling of pity for those who cannot taste the comfortable feeling of satisfaction with their fate..
You feel HIM blaming you when you get away for a while, and you feel HIM patting your back because HE knows that we are weak and life is wicked..
Without all those feelings, life is tasteless, so don't blame murderers for who they are, but blame those who never opened a way for them to feel the Love of God!
I pray your agony ends soon.. Amen
It's okay -- Miss Mew! You don't have to apologize! But I don't think you've to protect or defend her . . . . She isn't a weakling! Her vulnerability is her strength. Her gullibility is her strength. Her naivety is her strength. She'd be fierce, foxy and manipulative like other girls. But—perhaps—she doesn't want to be like 'em. And, Allah protects pious people like her. Evil can't harm her.
mama cat? Crabby kittens give me a fright! LOL
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