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Name: Morgan
Location: Tulsa, Oklahoma
Gender: Female
Interests: My friends. The Used. Boys. Rain. The Starting Line. Drive-Thru Records. babyDickon, my iPod nano. Tim Burton's movies. Cuddling. The color blue. Making gifts. Making new things from old. Going to concerts. Snickers. Music. Jackass. Asian Sensations Eggrolls.
Expertise: Making people laugh.
Occupation: Student
Industry: Art
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
7/12/2005
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| I am the girl that always goes back to thinking that it's her fault you cheated on her. I didn't make you happy enough to stop cutting, and I didn't make you happy enough to realize other girls didn't matter. I'm the girl who actually wants to give us another try, but knows that your destructive mind would kill us both, emotionally and slightly physically.
I am the girl who has been the heartbreaker, even though a couple times there wasn't a heart to break. I am the girl who heavily swoons over guys I think would like me back, but then break things off because they aren't the ones that I really like.
I am the girl who really needs and wants to learn from her mistakes, and is doing the best she can while being single. | | |
| I feel bad for editing your page, I do. But I wasn't the only one. It was previously edited by other people, but because it wasn't sent in I wanted to change it a bit myself. It looks good, doesn't it? The background is more relevant and I squeezed in 3 more pictures. That's even better. I should have consulted you, yes, and I'll do that next time. But you stress out easily, and when someone tries to correct you, you start freaking out because you exaggerate the situation. Yearbook is a stressful class, but seriously? You shouldn't have to worry about confronting a person about their page because you think they will chew you out or hyperventilate when you're even an editor, and confrontation is part of your job. And if I can't talk to you, I'll change it myself because that is what I get constructed to do by the teacher. It's a vicious cycle that really needs to end now.
Also, it sucks balls that my Statistics teacher thinks we're slow at test taking because we couldn't finish a 24 question final in 2 hours. I'm sorry! Making stem&leaf plots, scatterplots, writing in context, probability, and all that jazz takes time when you're trying not to fail! I don't take time to see you for help because I do understand, I just slipped a little over break.
God, finals suck. | | |
| Sex, why don't I understand thee? It's a great thing, though I don't speak from experience. I've always thought of it as either the transference into a real loving relationship or being done when you're already in one. So far, there has been only one boy who I've been highly tempted by, and we weren't even dating. But that would have turned into a disaster, and a different story.
When a friend tells me they've had sex, that's good for them, but were all the precautions taken? And even so, what if you fall in the 3% and get pregnant or your other does?
Maybe I'm just overreacting. I'm excited to make love some day, but scared at the same time. Just, if you decide to have sex while you're a teen, and even up to the age of 20, be careful and don't do it constantly.[haha] | | |
| I love that when I sneeze, everyone looks at me in disbelief.
I love the way my dad looks when he's really laughing.
I love being able to remember parts of my dreams.
I love when you call me baby.
I love cracking jokes with my Poppy and calling each other 'turkey.'
I love the fake surprise my dad gets on his face when he pulls gifts out of his stocking that he put in there.
I love being able to tell Cassie's mood just by looking at her.
I love cuddling on the couch to keep warm.
I love the feeling of a good song's bass pumping through your body.
I love my bed.
I love you. | | |
| How many people out there try not to hurt someone's feelings by saying something bad about them? How many times have you said something bad about someone's best friend without realizing it until the damage is done and that person finds out?
If you know I don't like you, and are surprised by the fact that I don't want you to hang out around you, you are in denial. Someone was hurt Sunday and I should feel bad but I don't. He bothers me and he always has; he bothers others and always has. It is who he is, and whoever accepts him he should make note not to push them away.
Having opinions is in no way a bad thing, but speaking about them so strongly around people[me] is intimidating. Do you automatically think whoever objects is wrong? And is it sad if people[me] don't have enough information on their opinion to back it up, which to some makes you even more wrong?
If I'm wrong, it's most likely that I know already, and making me feel even more worse than I do sucks. If that means I'm a baby, oh well. I'm sensitive and make it a point to be kind to all unless proven otherwise. So, take into consideration someone's feelings and who they know before you start chatting about how she doesn't deserve him or that Al Gore is actually dumb. | | |
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