yeah.. that sucks.. but i guess you just have to keep looking

Thanks guys :)

fk off ontario.. and im not joking with you anymore.. i think your an
asshole

I'm sorry that i bought you roses to tell you that i like you

I'm sorry that I was raised with respect not to sleep with you when you
were drunk

I'm sorry that my body's not ripped enough to "satisfy" your wants

I'm sorry that I open your car door, and pull out your chair like I was
raised

I'm sorry that I'm not cute enough to be "your guy"

I'm sorry that I am actually nice; not an asshole

I'm sorry I don't have a huge bank account to buy you expensive things

I'm sorry I like to spend quality nights at home cuddling with you,
instead of at a club

I'm sorry I would rather make love to you then just f**k you
like some random guy.

I'm sorry that I am always the one you need to talk to, but never good
enough to date

I'm sorry that I always held your hair back when you threw up,and didn't
get mad at you for puking in my car, but when we went out you went home
with another guy


I'm sorry that I am there to pick you up at 4am when your new man hit
you and dropped you off in the middle of nowhere, but not good enough to
listen to me when I need a friend

I'm sorry if I start not being there, and being used as a door mat, only
to be thrown to the side when the new asshole comes around

I'm sorry if I don't answer my phone anymore when you call, to listen to
you cry for hours, instead of getting a couple hours of sleep before
work

I'm sorry that you can't realize.. I've been the one all along.

I'm sorry if you read this and know somebody like this but don't care
but most of all

I'm sorry for not being sorry anymore

I'm sorry that you can't accept me for who I am

I'm sorry I can ever do anything right, and nothing that I do is good
enough to make it in your world.

I'm sorry I caught your bf with another girl and told you about it, I
thought that was what friends were for...

I'm sorry that I told you I loved you and actually meant it.

I'm sorry that I talked to you for nine hours on Thanksgiving when your
bf was threatening you instead of spending time with my family.

I'm Sorry that i cared

I'm sorry that I listen to you at night talk about how you wish you
could have done something different.

Ladies always bitch and bitch to their friends that there is never any
good guys out there, and they always end up with assholes who mistreat
them. Well ladies next time you're bitching, maybe look up to see who
you're bitching to, maybe that special someone is right there hanging on
your every word as usual, screaming in his head "Why won't you give me a
chance? Because the person you are usually searching for is right by
you.

WHAT? Is everyone instant messaging eachother now?! lol

yeah its new

sweet.. you can go to someone's profile and see if they are online now..
on the top right!

ok 4 1/2... BLAH

i'm doing ok... well, i don't know what to give myself..

4.. i guess lol

lol tneal

havent seen them.. saw some pigs but i dont think you put your feel in
them.. unless its in their mouth or.. well, nvm

Ontario, you got a stick up your butt or something?

I'm not feeling well, and that's why i'm not on...

if you would read the other threads that i was talking in yesterday you
would know..

Let's see if you send it back. We all know or knew someone like
this!!
One day, when I was a freshman in high school, I saw a kid from my class
was walking home from school.
His name was Kyle. It looked like he was carrying all of his books. I
thought to myself, "Why would anyone bring home all his books on a
Friday?
He must really be a nerd."
I had quite a weekend planned (parties and a football game with my
friends tomorrow afternoon), so I shrugged my shoulders and went on.
As I was walking, I saw a bunch of kids running toward him.
They ran at him, knocking all his books out of his arms and
tripping him so he landed in the dirt.
His glasses went flying, and I saw them land in the grass about ten feet
from him.
He looked up and I saw this terrible sadness i n his eyes My heart went
out to him. So, I jogged over to him as he crawled
around looking for his glasses, and I saw a tear in his eye.
As I handed him his glasses, I said, "Those guys are jerks."
They really should get lives.
"He looked at me and said, "Hey thanks!"
There was a big smile on his face. It was one of those smiles that
showed real gratitude. I helped him pick up his books, and asked him
where he lived.
As it turned out, he lived near me, so I asked him why I had never seen
him before.
He said he had gone to private school before now. I would have never
hung out with a private school kid before. We talked all the way home,
and I carried some of his books. He turned out to be a pretty cool kid.
I asked him if he wanted to play a little football with my friends. He
said yes.
We hung out all weekend and the more I got to know Kyle, the more I
liked him, and my friends thought the same of him.
Monday morning came, and there was Kyle with the huge stack of
books again.
I stopped him and said, "Boy, you are gonna really build some
serious muscles with this pile of books everyday!
"He just laughed and handed me half the books."
Over the next four years, Kyle and I became best friends. When we were
seniors we began to think about college. Kyle decided on Georgetown and
I was going to Duke. I knew that we would always be friends, that the
miles would never be a problem.
He was going to be a doctor and I was going for business on a
football scholarship. Kyle was valedictorian of our class. I teased him
all the time about being a nerd.
He had to prepare a speech for graduation. I was so glad it wasn't me
having to get up there and speak. Graduation day, I saw Kyle. He looked
great.
He was one of those guys that really found himself during high
school. He filled out and actually looked good in glasses. He had more
dates than I had and all the girls loved him. Boy, sometimes I was
jealous! Today was one of those days.
I could see that he was nervous about his speech. So, I smacked him on
the back and said, "Hey, big guy, you'll be great!"
He looked at me with one of those looks (the really grateful one) and
smiled.
"Thanks" he said.
As he started his speech, he cleared his throat, and began
"Graduation is a time to thank those who helped you make it through
those tough years. Your parents, your teachers, your siblings, maybe a
coach...but mostly your friends... I am here to tell all of you that
being a friend to someone is the
best gift you can give them. I am going to tell you a story."
I just looked at my friend with disbelief as he told the story of the
first day we met.
He had planned to kill himself over the weekend. He talked of how he had
cleaned out his locker so his Mom wouldn't have to do it later and was
carrying his stuff home.
He looked hard at me and gave me a little smile.
"Thankfully, I was saved. My friend saved me from doing the
unspeakable."
I heard the gasp go through the crowd as this handsome, popular boy told
us all about his weakest moment. I saw his Mom and dad looking at me and
smiling that same grateful smile.
Not until that moment did I realize it's depth. Never underestimate the
power of your actions. With one small gesture you can change a person's
life. For better or for worse. God puts us all in each others lives to
impact one another in some
way. Look for God in others.
"Friends are angels who lift us to our feet when our wings have
trouble remembering how to fly."
There is no beginning or end.. Yesterday is history.
Tomorrow is a mystery.
Today is a gift.

Ontario go stick you dick up someone elses ass.. and think about being
nice once in a while

lol gross

heh.. i use to live in bremerton, wa not too far from where he is

You might be a redneck if an officer asks you for you ID and you show
him your belt buckle

lmao

after 15 days.. i think everyone has givin up on trying to answer this
question.. so you might as well just give the answer

WOOOOOOOO!!!