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Name: Annie
Country: United States
State: Texas
Birthday: 12/22/1987
Gender: Female
Interests: I love: dance, ice cream, listening to music, reading, hanging out with awesome friends, going to movies, going to baseball games (excpecally Yankee games!) I ejnoy: scrapbooking and making cards, singing, watching kids, and cleaning and cooking (weirdly). I would love to have more time to do: pottery, make jewlry, scrapbook, get into face stuff. I am thankful for: hair, arms, legs, so on and so forth, friends, and most of all MY PRECIOUS SAVIOR!
Occupation: Student
Message: message me
AIM:  all3x3
Yahoo:  dingdongbell2222
Member Since:
4/13/2004
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| KEITH URBAN LYRICS
"Used To The Pain"
And so I wrote this song for you
I think I know just what you're going through
Did you believe you'd never change
Nothing ever stays the same
I know it's hard holding on
Even harder trying to let it go
And so you're frozen like a stone
But you are not alone
Every step I take
I get a little less afraid
Of giving into love
Love, let it out
Believe me when I say
It gets better every day
Once you get used to the pain
What you hide inside I see
There's a scar that's always gonna be
There's a past in everyone
You can't undo, you can't outrun
Every step I take
I get a little less afraid
Of giving into love
Love, let it out
Believe me when I say
It gets better every day
Once you get used to the pain
Every step I take
I get a little less afraid
Of giving into love
Love, let it out
Believe me when I say
It gets better every day
Once you get used to the pain
Once you get used to the pain KEITH URBAN LYRICS
"Everybody"
So here you are now, nowhere to turn
It's just the same old yesterday
And you made a promise to yourself
That you were never gonna be this way
And the only thing that you've ever known is to run
So you keep on driving faster into the sun
Cause everybody needs somebody sometimes
Yeah, everybody needs somebody sometimes
Don't have to find your own way out
You gotta voice, let it be heard
Just when it feels you're on a dead end road
There's always somewhere left to turn
So don't give up now
You're so close to a brand new day
Yes, you are and if you just can bear to be alone
I'll stay
Cause everybody needs somebody sometimes
Yeah, everybody needs somebody sometimes
Well, maybe I been too caught up to see
What you've been going through and all that I can say is
Oooo, yeah
And everybody needs somebody sometimes
Yeah, everybody needs somebody sometimes
Everybody needs somebody sometimes
A little left to save
Everybody needs somebody sometimes
Gotta have someone beside you
Gotta have someone beside you
Yes, ya do, yes, ya do
Everybody, everybody needs somebody sometimes I always find it very easy to get lost in the words to a song.. but these two songs caught me, wrapped me up, and made me feel like he was writing to me. Just some lyrics... | | |
| Ripping Up The Floors Last night I ripped up the floors in my bathroom... This to you may seem like a random thing to post about.. But heres the thing, I did not rip up just one layer of flooring, because my dear friends, under one layer of flooring, was yet another layer of flooring. Ok ok to be expected in a twenty year old house. BUT under that layer of flooring was another layer!! I didn't really expect that. So I've kinda been thinking about the three layers of flooring that use to be on my bathroom floor and I was struck with something.. I'm a lot like my bathroom floor! At first when you get to know me, I'm what you expect.. but I believe that if you ever get through the top two layers, your schocked that there is yet a third layer. A different side to Annie. Only I'm saddened at the thought that I very rarely let people get to the bottom. I hide behind whatever it is, and keep so many people on the top because just like my floor, when you get past the first layer it seems that things just get more messy, and more dirty, and there is less to protect it from all the damage that could be done.
I wonder what you see when you are Ripping Up The Floors.... | | |
| It's funny to me no matter how old we get there are still groups of people that choose to act like they are in highschool... (That sparks a song in my head.. I think it was by Superchick, and it was called highschool). I've just been reminded lately that some people will never let you in, that they will always choose to stand on the outside and laugh and point fingers. They will always choose to make you feel small and unworthy. And yet that sparks the questions.. why am I so easily bothered by this.. It is all simply annoying.. | | |
| | Sometimes life is just more than you can handle.. for whatever reason you sit down and look around and something inside you says... "this is too much." This week has been filled with those.. I believe some of those moments where good like spending time with good friends, being reminded how loved I am.. those words run through my head "this is too much, this love is too much." Watching a little girl turn four years old, looking back on all that these four years have held, seeing her become more and more like her mommy everyday. Those words come out again "this is too much, too much joy to feel for one little girl, too much happiness building up in me just from looking in her sweet little eyes as she says 'I love you Annie'"
And then there are the hard "this is too much" times. The times when your "perfect" job falls apart, your house isn't what it was suppose to be, and your dreams are put on hold yet again. My week was filled with more of those kind of "this is too much" times then i want to type out.. But even as the tears come down my already tear stained face I'm reminded that even though "this is too much. Too much pain, too much disapointment, too much change, just simply TOO much." I'm not alone, I'm not the first person to feel this way. and even though it maybe doesn't feel like it right now.. my best days are only in front of me. No matter how scary the next days maybe.. they can be the best too. even if i walk them without you... |
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| I guess I'm learning what moving on looks like.. sometimes i do wonder.. WHAT WAS I THINKING?? Why is it that the people we so want in our lives end up being the ones that aren't there? Is it simply the fact that we must want something we can't have? Or that people will always let us down? Or could it be that we push them out?
Those all sound great, but nothing fills the ache.. | | |
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