lately,I am talking and talking too much,and all the time,here and there and everywhere There must be some reason for that,can sombody tell me what is going on pl...
I have been dreaming about all the people who passed away since I was really young,as a little 5 years old girl i was having a strange nightmars,had a feelings like they all coming to see me,and talt to me,it was scaring me every night,was trying to talk to my mum in the morning but she was too busy and plus she did not believe me,still have that dreams,but after so many years I am ok with that now...
Awww Hondo,I am sure there is meaning behinde that,for some reason you make me cray now,just that post and your dream.....while after i was thinking about my dream about my brother...
Yeah I agree with you,had a dreaam for a few years about my brother,he passed away years ago,after that i had a really strange dreams for long time,to be honest i miss that dreams,it was only place I could see him....
One sunny morning I woke up, Looked out the window and I said, "Yep" "Today's a perfect summer day For me to go outside and play." I saw the sunny bright blue sky, And then my mother passing by. She said in a voice so very mean, "You're not coming out 'till your room is clean!" I turned around and saw my mess. Then I said, "I'll try my best." I looked around at all the junk, And jumped across some gooey muck. There was pizza, candy, underwear, Ice cream cones and gummy bears. Dirty socks and stinky cheese, Fingernails and broken skis. It looked real bad, but I found a way To get myself outside that day. I crossed the room and opened the door, Then swept my things across the floor I put them in my brother's room And watched as he accepted his doom. "Why can't you be like your sister?" Mom said. "She cleans her room and makes her bed." I looked outside and it was getting dark. "Why?" I thought. It's 12 o'clock. Suddenly, it started to rain. Then I screamed, "This is so lame!" "Why can't things go my way?" "All I want is a warm sunny day!" And just when I thought things could no longer go bad, Suddenly, they had. "Sweetie", my mom said loud and clear. "Please, would you come over here?" "Show your brother how you clean your room." Then she handed me a broom. I couldn't get out of it; I had to sweep. Then I stopped; I stopped to weep. So listen to me and keep your room clean. If you don't, you'll see what I mean. Take my word and heed my warning, Or you'll relive my miserable morning.
I see my friend on the wheel chair,taking every day as it comes,full of energy and great sense of humor...but somwhere deep inside i can feel he is very lonely.....There is nothing I can do ,just hopping he will find somebody to be with,to love to care about.
lola36 Forum Posts (4,687)
hard 
slap in the face ???
I am talking too much....haha
O Jeeezus .....