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Who’s the PIG?
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A guy told me this, men are pigs.
They weep today over a girl, and f*ck someone else next day.
When I think about it, I still can’t think of men as pigs or animals.
Maybe because not all men are pigs, he said.
Or maybe, I’m just trying to be modest.
But then again, I always hear it from men, an admission from
their own species.
But the men I consider pigs, are those who take advantage of innocent people, of situations for their own personal interests, regardless.
I will not depreciate the value of my Faith
July 2, 2006
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You won’t see me around carrying a bible
You won’t hear me spread the good news
You won’t even see me read the bible
My msn’s personal message is nothing like in the Scriptures
And I don’t brag about doing the rosary, or who would really know
if I even go to church…
But no amount of money, or guy and great sex is going to shake my Faith.. I have a GOD, and my personal relationship with him is not something I could use for hypocritical purposes.
Faith is the only thing sacred in this world now adays…
why depreciate it’s value?
Read my heart
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Some guy described me as…
One of the stars in the sky, but the brightest.
And with the sharpest points, that if he’d ever touch it,
he might get hurt…
Another guy describe me as, dangerous, I might not take NO
for an answer, and will always get what I want, whatever it takes.
Same like the guys in college, they see me as someone who can break, a playboy’s heart.
Some can PROBABLY read what’s in my mind, but…
Do they even know what’s in my heart?
Can they read my heart?





