tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73071259363598431092024-03-12T21:20:54.356-07:00Bratty GirlThe whims and rants of a feisty, yet a hopeless romantic, spoiled-brat♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.comBlogger180125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-38114947984909012792008-07-18T11:17:00.000-07:002008-07-18T11:20:22.630-07:00Evolution of DanceFound this video on YouTube with over 92 million views. Wow! It's amazingly funny.♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-12106780251196195712008-06-25T00:07:00.000-07:002008-06-25T00:19:43.350-07:007 Women You Can Never DateCertain ladies shouldn't be touched with a 10-foot pole, no matter how hot they are. Instead of giving in to temptation, distract yourself from the desire. Take a class, help kids or take in a ballgame, but whatever you do, stay away from these women you can never date. Generally, the reason to avoid these ladies has nothing to do with the woman herself, but it has everything to do with her ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-81998860222760475982008-06-08T01:09:00.000-07:002008-06-08T01:13:24.206-07:00When We ListenSometimes when I walk among the world of the two legged, I see and hear many things. Often I have noticed that people get so caught up with their lives that they tend to miss out on the simple things that bring great joy, peace and a feeling of well being. The world and the events that take place around them cause them to become faint with worries and as they slowly lose themselves and become ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-14167298616316179822008-06-01T11:09:00.000-07:002008-06-01T11:10:54.868-07:00Like A Leaf Are there times that you feel like you are a leaf that is blown by the wind? You know, like you just go where the wind takes you. You just drift in space and have no say in whatever direction the wind wishes to take you. Maybe for a time you will feel so light and free that you might enjoy the ride, but do you know that when the wind got tired of you, she just tosses you back to the ground ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-61034257129617840252008-06-01T11:06:00.000-07:002008-06-01T11:08:05.689-07:00Use Your Past Hurts to Move On in LifeAlthough my past is a combination of 50 percent failure and 50 percent success, I don't regret any of my past failures I've encountered in my life. But the good thing is failures are already a dead issue for me. If I'll drag past failures behind me, I can't gain momentum moving towards tomorrow. And I don't want to follow the footsteps of people who drag their failures and hurts with them ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-34200546871856598962008-06-01T10:59:00.000-07:002008-06-01T11:03:58.258-07:00Online Fantasy DreamerHe is so discreet. He doesn't let his presence to be known. Waiting to see if she makes the first move, he waits ever so patiently. Just like one of her friends, not to be such a bother, or even think who he is. He takes you out of your shell and then with words, he'll make you melt in anticipation just so he can get his kicks from the girls with all the glitz. This man is very sophisticated – ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-85558141415845370202008-05-27T03:56:00.000-07:002008-05-27T03:58:36.930-07:00Getting MushyYour ex-love gave her wedding invitation to you personally when suddenly a tear rolled down from your eyes. She wiped it immediately and said, “You’re the one I want to be with … but you didn’t fight for me.” Up to where can you prove your love for someone? What will you do if that someone asks you, “Do you really love me?” Then tells you, “If yes, then set me free.” “Time will come, you’ll get♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-7409649959145190812008-05-26T10:25:00.000-07:002008-05-26T10:26:16.655-07:00UnexplainedThere are things that are better left unexplained. Love. Pain. Betrayal. Heartbreak. The worst and most painful of experiences are oftentimes the hardest to explain. It is there right in front of you and yet you cannot seem to grasp it. Simply because it is difficult to even try to face it. And anything difficult discourages us. It is but human nature. And so we begin to drown ourselves in a sea ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-4112318550583198342008-05-26T10:23:00.000-07:002008-05-26T10:24:35.484-07:00The One That Got AwayIn your life, you’ll make note of a lot of people. Ones with whom you shared something special, ones who will always mean something. There’s the one you first kissed, the one you first loved, the one you lost your virginity to, the one you put on a pedestal, the one you’re with… and the one that got away. Who is the one that got away? I guess it’s that person with who everything was great, ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-55270830634871472972008-05-26T10:15:00.000-07:002008-05-26T10:22:28.310-07:00Please Hear What I Am Not SayingDon’t be fooled by me. Don’t be fooled by the face I wear. For I wear a mask, I wear a thousand masks, masks that I’m afraid to take off and none of them is me. Pretending is an art that’s second nature with me. I give you the impression that I am secure, that all is sunny and unruffled with me, within as well as without, that confidence is my name and coolness is my game, that the water’s calm ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-79687906478583993012008-05-26T10:11:00.000-07:002008-05-26T10:14:33.852-07:00Meantime GirlShe’s the one you call when you’re bored because she makes you laugh. She’s the one you talk to when you’re feeling down because she’s willing to lend an ear and be a friend. She’s not the one you call when you need a date to your company’s Christmas party, or to go dancing with on a Saturday night. She’s the one you spend time with between girlfriends, before you find "The One". You know, the ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-63887797510297433092008-05-26T10:07:00.000-07:002008-05-26T10:09:15.392-07:00Does The Perfect Man Exist?Every day since our childhoods, we’ve been picking up messaging and cues which have contributed to shaping our perception of The Ideal Man. Whether you based it off your father or another male figure that was very active in your life, what your mother told you was the ‘right guy’, or from movies, books, other media and interaction with the opposite sex, it is unavoidable that you have ended up ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-63716589936917841292008-05-23T09:32:00.000-07:002008-05-23T09:46:41.529-07:00I Wanna Know What Love IsI wonder what love is… Sometimes, it feels like sunshine on the perfect day. I just want to bask in it. But a shadow passes and it becomes a vengeful storm; I just want to get out of it. One day, I'm flying. Another day, I'm drowning. Then, I can't have enough of it – craving and bursting with insatiable desire. Soon, I'm sick to my heart and dying to tear away. Now, a welcome delight; streaming♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-58926362791697150872008-05-22T00:15:00.000-07:002008-05-22T00:51:32.019-07:00The Fairy Tale Ending As little girls we grow up dreaming of having the perfect fairytale. We imagine the man we’ll someday marry, how we’ll meet, how he’ll kiss, how he’ll propose. We have the complete love story planned out in our imaginations and, somehow, we believe every ounce of it. We have that remarkable innocence that allows us to see ourselves as grown women, trapped in a doorless tower with the longest ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-86634169880171654082008-05-19T10:03:00.001-07:002008-05-19T10:07:19.693-07:00I am Happy... I am SingleI once believed that people were meant to fall in love, get married, have children and then live happily ever after. Now I realize that everyone’s boat floats for different reasons and I needed to find my own. There was a time not too long ago when I believed that in order to be a whole person, and to feel like I had finally reached "womanhood" I would have to be in a serious relationship, or ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-25589667567012431992008-05-19T09:54:00.000-07:002008-05-19T09:57:36.424-07:00The Heavenly AngelA Heavenly Angel was created and formed by the hands of God, a perfect creation. God said, “This is truly a one of a kind. I must now break the mold, because there shall not be another. No two things will ever be made alike. I am well pleased.” God was so pleased, that heaven also rejoiced with Him. The Heavenly Angel was unique, beautiful, and she possessed the gift of touch. Her touch could ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-41730306260239799902008-05-19T09:49:00.000-07:002008-05-19T09:54:02.321-07:00A Good ManWomen from all walks of life are becoming more adamant about finding Mr. Right. Most of them agree that he has to be more than a guy that is disease free. Although meeting this criterion is essential in today's day and age, most women would also like a man who possess certain “qualities”. The trouble, it seems, is that some of you don't know which qualities qualify a man for keeper status. That's♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-89803988058060753522008-05-19T09:43:00.000-07:002008-05-19T09:47:59.276-07:00The Appeal of the Bad BoyTen unanswered phone calls, numerous text messages and no reply, but you're still not giving up. There's something about the bad boy that makes you keep chasing him, no matter how much he messes you around. We've all been there, or at least met a guy like him. He's the guy who can't look after himself properly, let alone treat a girlfriend well. Yet he is rarely single or seen without a girl ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-72176154957361193102008-05-19T09:38:00.000-07:002008-05-19T09:42:47.361-07:0015 Reasons Why Cowboys Make Great LoversAfter dating bad boys, sports enthusiasts, Wall Street types and every kind of guy in between, I found a rare group of men perfect for today’s American women – the cowboy. The cowboy retains some of the old traditions and manners that are hard to find anymore. A cowboy will open a door for you, speak only respectably to you, and court you the old fashion way. If you are tired of the modern ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-89348024761870692022008-05-18T10:56:00.000-07:002008-05-18T11:05:36.532-07:00Is Love Like A Piece of Cake? What if love is like a cake? This piece is for you, no really, keep it. And this piece is for you; don't eat it up all at once. This piece is for my first love, another for my second, another for my third, and another for that one I should never have loved but did. Am I going to run out of pieces? I'm being serious! Is my heart now riddled with empty slices? What if I gave the whole cake to ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-77797691816303068192008-05-13T07:42:00.000-07:002008-05-13T08:03:06.811-07:00HeartbreakYou just start dating a guy. He likes you, you like him. You guys want to spend every second together. When you are not with him you are talking to him on the phone. You have deep feelings for him. The feelings keep developing. They keep growing. You begin to think this could be it. You begin to think I really think this is it for me….. You love being together. You can't stand being without each ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-17643802067509129132008-05-13T07:36:00.000-07:002008-05-13T07:41:26.088-07:00Contract for the Perfect GirlfriendI, [print your name here] (heretofore referred to as “The Lady”), being of sound mind, have entered into a relationship with [print guy’s name here] (heretofore referred to as “The Man”). By signing below, I hereby agree to abide by all the rules as set out within this contract in perpetuity. Clause 1: Dates The Lady will eat more than a side salad.The Man will not be expected to plan every♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-43893810475899558462008-05-13T07:29:00.000-07:002008-05-13T07:35:35.924-07:00What Every Single Girl NeedsSure, you’ve got the perfect shade of lipstick and the little black dress…but is that all you need? Hardly. 1. A fabulous photo of yourself We all have that photo: The one where your smile, hair, and (let’s be honest) body all come together in one sexy little package, whether it’s that snapshot from your hike in the Grand Canyon or that cocktail party photo where you’re dressed to kill. ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-20019474794502856702008-05-13T07:15:00.000-07:002008-05-13T07:17:59.371-07:007 Love Songs That Aren'tNot-So-Sweet Song #1: "The One I Love," REM It's hard to believe people dedicate this as if it were a love song, but let's just set the record straight: It's not. Hello, the guy in the song is addressing "the one I left behind." Why? Because she was nothing to him but "a simple prop to occupy my time." And, adding insult to injury, "another prop has occupied my time." He's moving on! The only♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7307125936359843109.post-12921682967463535912008-05-11T08:15:00.000-07:002008-05-11T08:23:06.183-07:00A Mother's LoveThere is no love, like a mother's love,no stronger bond on earth...like the precious bond that comes from God,to a mother, when she gives birth.A mother's love is forever strong,never changing for all time...and when her children need her most,a mother's love will shine.God bless these special mothers,God bless them every one...for all the tears and heartache,and for the special work they've ♥Psychehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17173310083200277924noreply@blogger.com0