| i want a boy. a cute boy. a cute boy who will make me smile for now reason. a cute boy who would do anything for me. a cute boy that ill love. a cute boy who doesnt spend all his time with me. a cute boy who doesnt overobsess over me but i know loves me. a cute boy who likes to have fun. a cute boy who likes to argue just bc he thinks its cute to appoligize. a cute boy who would bring me flowers for no good reason. a cute boy who would kiss me on the forehead. a cute boy who loves me for me. a cute boy who likes to dance. a cute boy who is nice to my friends but not too friendly. a cute boy who is romantic. a cute boy who takes me on dates. a cute boy who likes to watch movies at home and lay on the couch.a cute boy who likes to cuddle. a cute boy who would go shopping with me. a cute boy who pays for me. a cute boy who is funny. a cute boy who knows how to treat me like a princess. a cute boy who knows what i like. a cute boy who doesnt have a problem with anything i do. im just looking for a cute boy. john is a cute boy
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these are from homecoming last saturday it was a blasttt |
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| hi, its been forever life is going well homecoming is in a week i failed my temps test saturday dont worry im taking it again thursday i start work tuesday at micky ds in pburg yay im actually getting my nails done for homecoming i cant believe my mom agreed to it school is good but hard im in all academic classes no study hall well there always clothing construction but its still hard work
yeah what should i do to my hair for homecoming? |
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| You are who you are for a reason. You're part of an intricate plan. You're a precious and perfect unique design, Called God's special woman and man. You look like you look for a reason. Our God made no mistake. He knit you together in the womb, You're just what he wanted to make. The parents you had were the ones he chose, And no matter how you may feel, They were custom-designed with God's plan in mind, And they bear the Master's seal. No, that trauma you faced was not easy. And God wept that it hurt you so; But it was allowed to shape your heart So that in his likeness you would grow. You are who you are for a reason, You've been formed by the Master's rod. You are who you are, beloved, Because there is a God! |
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