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Name: Grace! (E/Y)♥LIKES
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♥Blogskin by sweet.intoxication♥TAGBOARD
♥ No Air - Jordin Sparks and Chris Brown
Lyrics:
Go to http://www.metrolyrics.com/scroller.html?lyricid=2147455471 for cool lyrics scrolling boxes. I tried embed-ing them here, but the codes don't seem to work DD:
♥ Maddie's Holiday
Sure Maddie you can come visit me I'm so excited! yay. Haha I'm going to shop till I drop. ^__^ And don't bring that boy along. JKJK. You must continue to tell me about him! It's hilarious, you know <3
♥ Montage
here you go. this shall make this a long post, but who cares ^__^
once upon a memory- already posted. look in archives.
where rainbows end-
Just pray. Everything’s going to be alright.
I look at the children, flying down the slides, laughing derisively in their joy. At the end of the slide they pout before they are carried back to the top and the bells of their pleased shrieks ring again.
I look at the rainbow I had climbed and fallen from. All my life I climbed laboriously up those seven colours; I worked my way up to the top.
For a short-lived time the rain stopped and the rainbow shone through: I was at the top of the world, looking down at the world and laughing. It could never end.
But it did, and soon I was falling quickly, surely, dangerously; not believing what was happening, not daring to- the shrieks came from fright and not pleasure.
The ride up had been tough. Occasionally there had been clouds that had to be darted, mists that misled, and little helping stones to pull me up.
Bleeding in my memory, a stark contrast to my earlier joy, was the ride down, the roller coaster where there were no safety belts and where the path was littered with stones.
Except there was no rough tumble down to the end where I had thought I would fall to the ground, hurt, bruised and crying.
Someone lifted me up from the pain and dusted my shoulders; someone shook my shoulders and told me to pray and everything would be alright; someone consoled me, heard me and stopped me from crashing.
And I listened.
Where the rainbows end there are no deaths, no pain, no sorrow, if you only realize that all along there has been someone standing by you, someone to lift you up, someone who had not been ignoring your fall, but had been waiting for you to accept his help.
If you let the clouds clear and the mists past you’ll see,
That where the rainbows end
A pot of gold there’ll be.
I kneel down and clasp my hands to pray. Everything’s going to be alright.
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so cool right! yay. haha. that's the 2nd version. if you want the 1st one, TAG! haha. :DD
right now searching for inspiration for more stories. thinking about when stars come out at night. which sounds a bit chunky <___> but I love stars. haha.
metamorphosis? if that's the part in the life cycle where butterflies shed their cocoons to fly, I want it. someone please confirm it for me! haha yay. <3
♥bill bryson
curse him for not having a title for his story. really! how are we supposed to write the article. poo. I shall just call it a nameless article lol.
it's like a week overdue. SORRY ELISA DD:
poo.
♥ -grace<3
♥so baby, save the last dance for me 8:10 PM ; comment it!
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