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Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with? Fall head over heels. I say find someone you can love like crazy and who'll love you the same way back. And how do you find him? Forget your head and listen to your heart. I'm not hearing any heart. Run the risk, if you get ( Read more... )

I'm hearing all this stuff about free ipods and what-not and I thought the whole thing was a scam. Then 3 of my cousins got their iPods in the mail..

So when a website came up with giving away "Free Handbags" I also thought that was crap.

My friend just got her Fendi in the mail, brought it to the Fendi boutique in Manhasset, and they told her it ( Read more... )

Hopefully you guys can help me..

I am obsessed with these Uggs:


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How Can Someone Who Lives in Insane Luxury Be a Star in Today's World?

As I begin to write this, I "slug" it, as we writers say, which means I put a heading on top of the document to identify it. This heading is "eonlineFINAL," and it gives me a shiver to write it. I have been doing this column for so long that I cannot even recall when I started.
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            I can’t remember where my fascination with books first began. My earliest memories of my childhood are of me struggling to use the light that crept into my room from the hallway in order to read my books. At the age of eight, I was already reading hundred page “chapter” books. When I was nine years old my mother had to buy me a bookcase ( Read more... )

"No life is a waste," the Blue Man said, "The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone."

"Love is still love, Eddie. It takes a different form, that's all. You can't see their smiles or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens. Memory. Memory becomes ( Read more... )

Once on a piece of yellow paper with green lines
he wrote a poem
And he called it "Chops"
because that was the name of his dog
And that's what it was all about
And his teacher gave him an A
and a gold star
And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts
That was the year Faher Tracy took all the kids to the zoo
And let them sing ( Read more... )

suicide is a form of murder- premeditated murder. it isnt something you do the first time you think of doing it. it takes getting used to. and you need the means, the opportunity, the motive. a successful suicide demands good orginization and a cool head, both of which are usually incompatible with the suicidal state of mind ( Read more... )

"seems to me i understand a lot better than you do. girl, if i'm angry, i scream, and if something hurts, i yell. you ever hear me when the doctor starts messin' around with my foot? well maybe i make too much noise, but i'll tell you something. them doctors are always sayin', 'does it hurt here? does it hurt here?' and if i don't tell them, they ( Read more... )