A Thorn for Every Skittle

by sweettooth
Listening to: Nothing
Feeling: achy
Swiftly stalks the corn on the mob To harvest fresh crop for the souls that they rob And to each nimble creature that stands in its way A newborn disease for its crime they must pay To lie in its wake or die for its sake The truth is quite certain yet spry to mistake The vapid will rise and the wholesome will fall While the ones that stayed real will endure none at all
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wow...I like that, did you right it or no?
[Anonymous]
I'm baptist...lol...what are you?!?
[Anonymous]
I went to a mutheran daycare in miami when I was little...lol...actually my brother and all my friends are in colorado on a mission trip right now, I couldn't go because I was doin too much other stuff this summer, and I have to register for school this week, but yea, we are like the big missions church in our town, we're always goin on mission trips to somewhere!
[Anonymous]
yea...I'm gonna be a senior too, so hopefully I'll get to go on one next summer, but I will definately read ur entries, hope you have a good day...talk to ya later...bye

Jess!!
[Anonymous]
awww you are too cute! i read your last entries....the first one was adorable by the way. if someone did that for me i think i'd drop everything and leave with him. haha..ok so maybe not but it was really sweet of you. come visit my diary sometime:) take care & God bless, *manda*
hey.
did you write that?
because if you did
we should talk.
you're good.
O_o maddie
[Anonymous]