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Saturday, 18 December 2010
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around fifteen years ago, a baby was born in california. this baby's daddy was a victim of tempting alcohol, his mommy a victim of a stubborn, malfunctioning brain, and he himself was a victim of a lack of love. his daddy beat him, replacing his son with empty bottles, his mommy beat him, replacing her son with deep confusion. one day this boy was taken away from the lack of love, but it followed his trail. his daddy never visited him, though his mommy did. well one day, his daddy's body gave up, and he ceased to live. this boy still bawled at the loss of his daddy, the one who never taught him how to love. he stares down emotionless at the picture of an aged portuguese man with a grim smile on his face. after that tragedy, the boy's mommy is struck by a car, living a dim life in the hospital still as the boy holds close a glossy photo of her grinning by his side. he lives with his aunt and his uncle, but the lack of love isn't far behind. it's lurking in the corners no one cares to look, aiming to claim the boy again. this aunt and this uncle don't get along, they decide they're giving up on each other and calling it quits. divorce. about eighth grade is when this girl met this boy, and the girl could not stand him, until later, when she began to adore his every word. so anyway, this boy moves in with his pregnant older sister and a young niece, waking up every morning to find the little girl sharing the same bed. this older sister isn't nurturing like a mother should be, she's not slow to beat up her brother with harsh words and slaps. so the boy moves out and into the house with his good friend and a stable family. this friend just so happens to be a kid the girl went to preschool with, whose brother married her cousin, who used to think she hated him. so this boy then seems to fancy the girl he met in eighth grade and asks her to go out. from then on, the "outings" continued, and the kids grew closer, finally proclaiming they were "together". the boy is so strong in the girl's eyes, and she can't believe he made it so far with a grin on his face. and now that dreaded lack of love has lost its way to the troubled boy, and the girl only hopes she means as much to him as he does to her. the funny thing about this story is that this little baby's name means "god is with us."
Last edited: 18 December 2010

blindingsuccess says:   20 December 2010   484960  
I took the time reading this, just because you are you, you are
Meredith, my Meredith and everything you do makes me smile. Well this,
didn't make me just smile, it made me grin, and smile, and then grin
back all over again. Lets start, well, this entry is so heartbreaking,
I swear it is. It is so sad, and I absolutley love how it's not all
about you, you took your time to type this when maybe he'll never see
it, you took your time to type about him, and that is the sweetest
thing. And his name means, 'God is with us' ? Emmanuel, I thought it
was Manuel. Maybe just a nickname. I actually read this the day you
posted it, I just didn't comment because my computer died and I was
lazy that day. Emmanuel lived a hard life. He really did, I think he's
strong. and you are strong. I don't know much about him but if you two
do end up quite long with eachother i wouldn't be surprised. This is a
beautiful entry Meredith. I love how you start talking about you and
then you just go, ' so anyway, '. You are the sweetest thing ever.
This is the sweetest thing ever. I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.
‹freckleshoulders› says:   20 December 2010   361134  
I love you so much, my Raina dear.
And actually, his name really is Manuel, but it means the same thing
as Emmanuel because it's just a different form.
Yes his life was extremely unfair, and I forgot to add that the last
thing his father said to him was that he wasn't his real dad.
Yet, you wouldn't be able to tell, he's so nice and funny,I don't know
how he does it but he does.
Thank you so much, I actually don't like the way I wrote it, but I
just felt like putting it all down, maybe just for me to understand.
So thank you for reading the entire thing and all, you're really
amazing yourself, Raina.
He wrote this one about his dad poem for our English class, and he
showed it to me. It was really heartbreaking, so I guess I was
blindingsuccess says:   20 December 2010   306077  
His dad hurts my heart.
and, Thanks girlie.
Manuel is so lucky to have you. I WISH I WAS HIM. ;D
‹freckleshoulders› says:   20 December 2010   873121  
Yeah he was a damn fool.
But apparently his mom abused him too, and his sister as well.
We were watching "Love Actually" and there was this weird Portuguese
family and I was like, "Wow, dysfunctional." And Manny was like, "No,
Portuguese. My family really was a lot like this one. c:"
So I guess it's all just very Portuguese.
Maha, thank you so much.
blindingsuccess says:   20 December 2010   460328  
Eh, so he was the only ''well' one?
What was wrong with them? god. I feel so sorry for what happend to
him. you're amazing mere. manuel so loves your personality. you're so
‹freckleshoulders› says:   20 December 2010   311970  
Haha, I suppose you could say that, though I'm getting frustrated
because lately every time we try to hang out he can't. I hope he's not
playing any sort of games on me.
And thank you, I really hope so. 
blindingsuccess says:   20 December 2010   159045  
why can't he?
‹freckleshoulders› says:   20 December 2010   465224  
Well first, I invited him to go to the mountains with us yesterday and
at first he didn't know, then he said he may be able to, then he said
he couldn't.
Then for today, we had planned to hang out but he was sick.
Then he said he was feeling better so we planned to go to a movie
tonight but he texted a little later saying he couldn't.
I asked why but he didn't answer that question.
He said we would definitely hang out tomorrow but I can't so we made
it Wednesday.
I just don't understand.
blindingsuccess says:   20 December 2010   460345  
that hurt my heart i'm sorry.
‹freckleshoulders› says:   20 December 2010   156228  
Aw, it's alright, I'm
My feelings are all jumbled.
blindingsuccess says:   20 December 2010   140021  
Even if he's not the right one. if he's not. it will be fine. and
don't doubt that. and if i'm not correct. i'd doubt that too ( ? (; ).
Because it would hurt for a while. But, you'll find someone else. you
will. or he'll find you. or you guys will meet, or even bump into
eachother perhaps have a laugh with eachother or just you two will-- 
HOWEVER YOU GUYS MEET, it will be golden. besides if he's ''just
playing around'' with you, i would doubt that also. ( too much
doubting) because you are too awesome and amazing for him to be doing
‹freckleshoulders› says:   20 December 2010   895548  
Oh gosh, Raina, I feel like bawling.
Not necessarily because of him, but because you're so supportive and
You just make things better and give me hope.
This is why you are still my best friend. 
blindingsuccess says:   20 December 2010   244703  
WE'LL BE TOGETHER FOREVER. is it a promise?
some months or even years from now, we'll finally meet. yes and it
will be amazing.
when i'm at school and things go wrong i swear i think of all the nice
things you've said to me i swear. (;
‹freckleshoulders› says:   20 December 2010   168891  
Just kidding that was over the top, forgive me.
Yes, it's a promise.
And you know I don't make those often.
Dude, yes, I just think about this past summer and how hard I laughed
with you. How we planned my wedding to Aaron which didn't work out.
But you were there through all my ups and downs and all my mistakes.
You never gave up on me being stupid.
blindingsuccess says:   20 December 2010   432184  
haha. well i have given up a few times like when,
Just kidding that was over the top, forgive me.
‹freckleshoulders› says:   22 December 2010   896581  
And I know, when I got more minutes I totally forgot to tell you so we
could call, so now I'm out again. It's all tha talking to Manuel.
I think I'm getting more for Christmas, I sure hope.
blindingsuccess says:   22 December 2010   205599  
It's fine, i bet we will soon (; no rush. it will be more awesome
than the first one i promise c:
‹freckleshoulders› says :   22 December 2010   648803  
Baw, alright, I still feel bad.
I just use minutes way too quickly, it's sad.
And ah yes, I remember the first time.
It wasn't as scary as I thought it would be actually.
It was just like talking to an old friend.


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