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[cinnatwist10]

So i'm sitting here on my trapalene... thinking, wonderding, dazed and confused. Do you often wonder about all the time that has passed... each moment in time as it flies by and is entered into our momories forever and ever... somethings we forget, some we try to forget, and some are just so wonderful it plays over and over again in our memory

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[steve01829]

With everything that happens in life there is a reason those known and not known. Its hard to wonder what happened to end a friendship and its even worse to know what did. But with every friendship that ends leaves room for another to start. Though its hard to let go of what you used to have...I can speak from experience.

As for feelings, moods, and the like...Well I have no clue how they are controlled what makes them change. Though what I do question is how one persons mood can affect more than just themselves. Thats what I dont understand. But maybe I will figure it out one day.

I too miss the days of being young, when everything made sense and you didnt seem to try so hard. I mean I recall the days when everyone was friends...you didnt have to work so hard to get people to like you, to be interested in you. I remember just playin in the backyard and having so much fun. I miss those days and want them back.

[inwardscreams]

wow, youre entry was very...touching.
and i agree with every word of it.
im glad weve stayed friends as long as we have, and hope to continue, always.

youre words are amazing.

[pricetoplay05]

Our lives are like pools. We may allready have water in us, water being our family, friends, jobs, car, house, dog, etc... BUt God brings us rain, rain being new friends. After so much rain, our live's ( or our pools ) become full, and begin to spill over with every movment. Sometimes we lose a friend or two when going in one direction sometimes in other directions. But those friends who became our water, even when gone left behind in us a peice of them. A smile we remember, a joke we can laugh at while there gone, a memory not only in heart, but in mind. Our pools begin to over fill, and friends trickle out with each new drop of rain added. With each friend whome leaves, it's up to us weither or not we want to venture out of our own pool, and become some one elses water, and touch there life, the way they did ours. Yes, I used rain as a represnitive of friends, because rain comes and goes. But its up to us, to figure out wich ones fall on us, and leave a mark.

Peace im out...