tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-76695552405479310642011-10-10T01:27:52.255-07:00A blog about Life and a teenage girl who lives in Australia.143 Tonighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13454576635439680985noreply@blogger.comBlogger21100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7669555240547931064.post-27103395692767341252011-10-07T20:41:00.000-07:002011-10-07T20:41:27.905-07:00<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lRE4qDaxnZk/To_E4Aljj8I/AAAAAAAAABA/Rb52x1OtSjg/s1600/DannyBoy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lRE4qDaxnZk/To_E4Aljj8I/AAAAAAAAABA/Rb52x1OtSjg/s400/DannyBoy.jpg" width="223" />&nbsp;</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He is the person that puts a smile on my face.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He's the person who is there no matter what.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He's the person that lifts me up when&nbsp; I'm falling.&nbsp;</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">He also doesn't exist.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lRE4qDaxnZk/To_E4Aljj8I/AAAAAAAAABA/Rb52x1OtSjg/s1600/DannyBoy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><br /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7669555240547931064-2710339569276734125?l=2stepsfromheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>143 Tonighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13454576635439680985noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7669555240547931064.post-15634575005197166642011-10-07T00:14:00.000-07:002011-10-07T20:42:10.755-07:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;">The burn in your cheeks when your caught lying, the envy in your eyes when your jealous, the attention you want when you want the world to revolve around you. I can see it all, so don't go lying, it's marked all over your body, like tattoos, it's strong black ink making a pierce of pain that will always be there. Lies that follow your soul, because you made up those lies. You painted them on your body.</span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oWFNyYkr_0s/To6pf7gpThI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3V258K0CmE8/s1600/sueyandozii.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="221" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oWFNyYkr_0s/To6pf7gpThI/AAAAAAAAAA4/3V258K0CmE8/s400/sueyandozii.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #c27ba0;"><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7669555240547931064-1563457500519716664?l=2stepsfromheaven.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>143 Tonighthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13454576635439680985noreply@blogger.com0