Nyral's blog: "caught"

Fuck You number ONE. To the people who bitch about the people who have like 25,000 friends; Are you fucking serious? Don't be jealous. Go play in traffic. Fuck you number TWO. Don't ever post pictures and say: "OMG, I'm so ugly" because if you were, you wouldn't post them. If you do you're a fucking moron. Fuck you number THREE. NOBODY cares about threats over the internet, so don't try to act hardcore with the keyboard. Fighting online is like racing in the Special Olympics; Even if you win, you're still retarded. Fuck you number FOUR. Quit crying because you're not on someones Family. Who cares?!? ITS CHERRY TAP!!! If you really cared that much, you would pick up the damn phone! Fuck you number FIVE. Who really cares if I don't accept you as a friend? MOVE ON!!! Don't send me another request or message asking "What's up with you not adding me?" I don't want you as a friend, that's what's up, Asshole.... Fuck you number SIX. Adults that act like 6th graders Go somewhere else because nobody wants you here. SERIOUSLY! - Quit blaming everyone else for your childish games and whining and grow up! Think about it; CHERRY TAP is for adults for a reason, you dont like it, there is a warm a fuzzy link in your profile labeled DELETE, USE IT! Fuck you number SEVEN. If you have decided to read this, you are a true CHERRY TAP Friend. Real friends read their bulletins, except for those C.A.D.D. (cherry attention deficit disorder) people who post 43 bulletins in 2 minutes... put down the damn mouse and go get a life! k thx Fuck you number EIGHT. I say you go and pass this on and maybe it will finally get through people's brains Fuck you number NINE. If you open a bulletin and it says TAG YOUR IT! and you repost it.. you deserve to be hit by a fucking mac truck. Fuck you number TEN. CHERRY TAP was created to add friends, rate pictures and profiles and gather with your friends... Quit trying to check up on your ex!! Come on, now, people, its called stalking...you might as well be sitting in front of their house with binoculars. Feel free to repost, Im not gonna threaten you with 100 years of bad luck if you don't, there is enough of the nonsense everywhere!

I LOVE HIM IN SECRET, TOO SCARED TO LET HIM KNOW. SO MUCH TIME I LET PASS, WITH THIS TIME PASSING AS DOES MY LOVE GROW. WHEN I AM WITH HIM, MY HEART DOES SOAR. WHEN HE IS GONE, I FEEL NO MORE. MONTHS HAVE NOW PAST, I TELL HIM HOW I FEEL. HE TELLS ME WE WILL NEVER BE, CAN THIS BE REAL. HE HOLDS MY HEART, I WANT NO OTHER MAN. HE HOLDS MY HEART IN THE PALM OF HIS HAND, IF HE WANTED TO CRUSH ME HE CAN. HE DOESN'T KNOW THE POWER HE HAS, WHAT CAN I DO TO MAKE HIM MINE. NOTHING, HE DOESN'T WANT ME. NOTHING, MAYBE IT WAS NEVER MEANT TO BE. SO I WILL KEEP THINGS AS THEY ARE, HE WILL NEVER KNOW HOW DEEP MY LOVE GOES. TO BE WITHOUT HIM WOULD BE FAR WORSE, THINGS WILL STAY THE SAME UNCHANGING AS TIME FLOWS.