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Name: junito
Country: United States
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Birthday: 2/21/1985
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Member Since: 1/29/2006

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Sunday, March 25, 2007

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hey long time whats popen

hey everyone its been a while from the last time i loged on but just want to say hope you are all haveing an awesome semester and best of luck in everything you do paYce


Sunday, June 25, 2006

Speechless

From a Girl

If you see me walking down the road with someone else, it's not because I like his company.  It's because you're not brave enough to walk beside me.  If you hear me talking about him all the time, it's not because he pleases me, it's because your too deaf to hear my heartbeat.  If you feel me falling with someone new, it's not because I love him, it's because your not there to catch me when if I fall.  If you feel lost, I too am nowhere.  I too don't know where the road is going.  Are we going to cross paths or just completely turn around?  Will we just let go of what we had or go to the place where love is bound?  Don't let me wakl with him, it's you I want to walk with.                                                 Dont let me talk of him,  it's you I want to tak about.                                                 Don't let me fall for him,  it's you I want to fall in love with.    

From a Guy   

When you thought I wasn't brave enought to wak beside you, I was behind you every step of the way still filled with awe because of the beauty that stands before me.  When you thought I was too deaf to hear your heartbeat,  I didn't want to assume anything and I was afraid to lose our friendship.  When you thought I wasn't there to catch you, it's because you never gave me a chance, you havn't reached the bottom yet you've already grabbed a branch.  If you feel like you are nowhere, I too am lost.  I don't know where the road is going, are we just going to cross paths?  Will we jsut let go of what we had or go to the palce where love is bound?                                                                         Don't let me walk alone, I want to walk by your side.                                                  Don't let me talk of someone else, it's you I want to talk about.   Don't let me fall for someone else, it's you I want to fall in love with.                                       


Friday, April 21, 2006

how we learn....

after a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul...    and you learn that love doesnt mean leaning and company doesnt mean security    and you begin to learn that kisses arent contracts and presents arent promises, you begin to aaccept your defeats with your head up high and your eyes ahead with the grace of a woman not the grief of a child.    you learn to build all your roads on today because tomoorows ground is too uncertain for plans,    after a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much of it...    so you plant your own garden and decorate your own flowers...    and you learn and learn , with every goodbye you learn....


Monday, February 27, 2006

One needs to look into the eyes, which are the windows to the soul, to find the deeper meaning that the soul may have to offer. This will lead you to discover whether it is all meant to be. Such it is through relationships. Connection. Awe. The loss of oneself in the perfect moment of imperfection. How does one feel? Empty. What is this eternal black hole which one finds themself in? An awkward hug, a caring touch.Peace in the depth of night. Then, trauma. Tears. Careless words from friends. Betrayal causes your world to spin in the blinding blur of heart felt tears. We learn
through depression, through separation, the true lesson. What is found through late night confession, sickness, problems. What is never realized we are learning in our weakness. The game. We find peace on the court. Everything goes quiet and we fly past the problems. Up, over, around. Nothing stops our drive, the talent, the affection. The court supports, pushes, encourages. we search for a relationship where we can feel the ball, focus on the rim, calculating the distance. Can we hold confidence in the ball, its willingness to work with us? Like dribbling, we will move on through life's ups and downs with the ball never failing us.
You can then remember that, no matter what when you wake up tomorrow, be prepared for the challenges life presents you with. how you choose to react in the trial of life truly defines who you are. by ~junito cruz~Q N X