Every time it rains, God is crying for a loss of a life he created.

Isntt itt funnyy how the greasstestt memmoriies cann makee youu cryy the mosst tearrs....

Once one goes theres no more to tell them so hug them kiss them and tell them you love them. TOMMORROW IS NOT PROMISED!!!

[!][!] maybe ur soal is burried but neva ur soal [!][!]

* missin u n i promise i will neva let u go *

Saying hes in a better place
doesnt really help...
at all

Why Do We Always Sybolize Love With A Rose.. When A Rose Always Dies?

The death of someone we know always reminds us that we are still alive - perhaps for some purpose which we ought to re-examine.

~Mignon McLaughlin, The Neurotic's Notebook, 1960

He who has gone, so we but cherish his memory, abides with us, more potent, nay, more present than the living man.

~Antoine de Saint-Exupery

We understand death for the first time when he puts his hand upon one whom we love.

~Madame de Stael

"Somebody cashed in on my reality check."