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Name: Elizabeth Country: United States Birthday: 4/19/1990 Gender: Female
Interests: Books: Lord of the rings, A Series of Unfortunate Events, The Secret Garden, Anne of Green Gables, Touched by a Vampire (I love you, Mallory!) ~Movies: Star Wars (both trilogies), Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Pirates of the Caribbean, the ring 1 & 2, the Sixth Sense, National treasure, War of the Worlds, Ratatouille, Finding Nemo, Frailty, Stranger Than Fiction ~Shows: Full Metal Alchemist, Star Trek (original), Spongebob, Phil of the Future, Murder She Wrote, THe suite life of zack and cody, The andy griffith show, Gilligan's Island ~Artists: Aly&aj, Kelly Clarkson, the Beatles, the Jonas Brothers, Hannah Montana Occupation: Other Industry: Other
Message: message me AIM: vampire36002
Member Since:
2/8/2005
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| Hey everyone! I recently became a business owner. I am selling gift collections, vitamins, skin care products and more. Go to http://emarion.ordermygift.com and check out the gift collections, hair products, and acne products now available on my site. Check it out! You can also go to www.quixtar.com and register as a customer using my IBO number: 5388838. Other items you'll see on the site are jewelry, makeup, and cleaning supplies. Contact me if you're interested in doing something like this yourself. | | |
| My friends kept asking me to get a facebook, so I finally did. My full name's Elizabeth Marion, so just look me up. I'll continue to post on here occasionally. | | |
| Absolutely NOT!! The government can't tell people whether or not they have to send their kids to a school. I think going to school with other kids is great, but parents should be able to make those decisions themselves.
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| Just to post something that's more lighthearted.... Here's a list of some of my favorite songs: Twist and Shout-Beatles Holding out for a hero-Bonnie Tyler When You're Gone-Avril Lavigne the Saga Begins-Weird Al The Neverending Story-Limahl Help-Beatles Can't Buy Me Love-Beatles White & Nerdy-Weird Al Happy Ending-Avril Lavigne There you go. | | |
| I hate Sundays. Why? I have to go to church, and listen to all kinds of stupid things those silly people believe. I don't know whether or not I've talked about this on my blog, but I hate God right now. I guess it started with my illness. I began having doubts about the things I believed at first, but I kind of tried to ignore them, thinking 'maybe I'm being punished for something' or 'maybe I'll learn something from this'. But then I started thinking about other people. What about the people God tortures everyday who will never know him? What about the people who just don't think about God because (let's face it) unless you're raised in a religious home, he's not that relevant. When are you going to think about him? And if he really cared and created us for companionship, why the hell did he leave us here? This place sucks. I'm so sick of hearing people talk about how we should trust God through hard times. Trust him to what??? Take care of us? Give us what we need? Make life bearable? He doesn't do those things. He ditched us, and pretending otherwise is just stupid. Do these people ever watch the horrible things that happen on the news? Do they ever think that the God they praise and worship and follow and want to be like really doesn't care about us? Where is the evidence that he actually cares? He puts himself so high above us that he's difficult for people to get to. He sits in heaven throwing down lightning bolts and telling people what they should do for him. He's a bitch. I hate him and I wish I could kill him. he doesn't want to be with us and he doesn't care about us. The ultimate reason I stopped believing wasn't because I was in pain. It was because he didn't give me strength to face it. In fact, he felt farther away then ever before. My whole life I'd felt close to God..........until I really needed him. That is unacceptable from someone who's supposed to love me. Even if I did start feeling his comfort again, and hearing his voice again, I NEVER return to him. I will never forgive him for the things he's done. I will never find it acceptable or okay. Leaving me here in hell and expecting me to praise him for that is the dumbest idea ever invented. | | |
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