Well because I have such an exciting life I’m sitting here on my computer bored to death. So in this time I decided to look through the album I have of my boyfriend, Holden, and I on my facebook. All I have to say is, I’m sitting here looking at these pictures and looking at the way we look at each other and smile and you can just tell how happy we make each other. And maybe he doesn’t feel...

Mibba users who took the time to click on this journal, I warn you. This journal will probably be long. And even more so, full of emotion. Or at least to me. I'm going to attempt not to cry as I write this...~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~I wish I knew the words to even begin to say the story I want to tell. I've been writing draft after draft in...

We sat in the cab of your truck that cold winter night amongst the parking lot. The engine was off and it was as silent as the darkness that surrounded us. I was nestled up against you with my head on your shoulder and your arm was draped around my waist. I was dozing off when I saw you reach for the beads hanging from your rearview mirror.I had put the beads there when you first got the truck;...

"She fears if she cries that first tear, the tears will not stop raining down."~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*I don't know what to do. Plain and simple. I'm paralyzed of everything. Writing this is taking every ounce of mind power I have. To drag myself out of bed is a fight all in itself.And all because of this stupid little "test" of yours. You...

I felt compelled to get what's been going through my mind written down. Honestly, I don't care if anyone even reads this journal, or comments. I just need these words flowing through my brain written down.The story begins Friday morning. As my boyfriend, Adam, drove me to school I sat next to him in his truck. Like always, I had flipped to whatever station was playing a good song and had begun to...

I stand, with blue eyes shining and teeth smiling, wrapped in the arms of a muscular boy. He is looking into my eyes as his thumb caresses my cheek and he whispers soft words to me. He is telling me of all the wonderful things about me and how beautiful he thinks I am; all words so many boys failed to tell me. It’s all so new to hear compared to the hurtful names spit at me by others. But as I...

There are a lot of people who don't understand why I ride horses. In fact, being from the suburbs, many make fun of my passion for horses. They mock me, ridicule me, and target jokes at me. These people don't understand that there is more to why I ride horses than just the love of the animal.I ride horses because I have come to find horses are some of the best teachers in the world. They can't...

February 4, 2011. It's engraved in my brain now like words carved into stone. It was going to be just another friday night at your house I thought. It began with me, you, and your little brother sledding on the ice hill in which the past few days had so graciously made. I was helping him up when you told me you'd be right back.You weren't gone that long before you came back out and asked if I'd...