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| wow, looking at my display picture really makes me laugh! katie hunt was odd enough to go reading this thing the other day so i figured i'd update for you lookers! if there are any besides her. well. life right now is a-ok. i have a beautiful baby boy named Braydon Matthew Shankle. he's 7 months. he can crawl, pull up. & he has two teeth. he is the love of my life!!!!! nothing can compare to the love that i have for him. he has taught me so much! in such a small amount of time. he brightens up some of my worst days. he is Heaven Sent. i swear!! i could go on and on and on about him...my life began 06-20-2009. we live n longview. work at TCIM. LEAGALLLL!!! been with Braydon's dad, Ricky, for close to 3 years now. he's taught me alot too. no matter what we'll always be best friends =) still gotta handful of friends that i love dearly... Amanda, Lindsey, Katie J & H, Amy, Stephanie, Tara...& their kiddos :) the ones who have em anyway. life's thrown me so many curveballs but i honestly believe that without hard times you wouldn't be able to appreciate good times! so i'ma continue to live it up. making sure Braydon has everything he wants/needs. being a mother is my favorite part of life. i find strength through my child's eyes. point. blank. period. GOOD DAY!!! | | |
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Hey y'all! I know it's been 523873458 years buuuut it's all about myspace these days! LoL...
How has everyone been? Everything's GREAT with me. I'm now "talkin" to this boy from Arp named Kendal McClendon! He's Jaron & Jessica Shepards cousin! & he's really, really, really cute & sweet. =) But we're just friends... for now.
Hah, I just got back from cheer camp yesterday around 5! (Me, Leigha, & Summer all went to the Galleria after our performance! that's why we got home soo late.) Camp was alrightt.. Not wakin up early... Buuut we got alotta different awards & stuff so that was cool. (Alot different from last year "LET ME TELL YA!")
I get along with alllllll the girls on my squad! They're some of the sweetest, most open-minded, smart, & caring people that I've even associated with in my life. & I love each & every one of 'em.
Heh... Genae'a Minor is my big sis! (As I predicted!) You GOTTA love her! With her ghetto fabulous self.
LoL & I'ma flyer for the freshman cheerleaders! Heh... soo much has changed THANK THE LORD! I'm lookin forward to skool starting now.
Well, I just wanted to update a little bit for all you folks that still look at this thing. Bye!!
-Bree' | | |
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Doing Too Much
By: Paula DeAnda
I'm leaving messages and voicemails
Telling you I miss you
Baby am I doing too much
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much,
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much
See you got me all alone
Waitin right here by the phone
For you to call me,
Just to here
Your voice tone
I keep on wondering if you was even
Feeling me, I keep on wondering if
This was even meant to be
Tell me imma waste of time, boy
You showing me no sign, is it cuz u on
Ya gine, cuz your always on my mind
I keep on wondering if everything you said was true
I keep on wondering if you were really coming through
Now here I go again blowing you up,
And my girlfriends keep telling me
I'm doing too much
Now here I go again blowing you up,
And my girlfriends keep telling me
I'm doing too much
I'm leaving messages and voicemails
Telling you I miss you
Baby am I doing too much
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much
I'm out with my girls tryna have a good time
And you know I'm looking fly tryna meet sum other guys
But it gets hard sometimes cuz there ain't no one just like you
I try my best but I can't shake this thing u got me going through
All i can picture is the color of your eyes, and the way u make me smile
I ain't felt this in a while,
But I came to a conclusion that this is pure illusion
Chaos and confusion but I'm not gonna let it ruin
The way I feel about myself cuz I have self-esteem, sometimes I
Wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy
The way I feel about myself cuz I have self-esteem, sometimes I
Wonder if I'm just chasing a fantasy
I'm leaving messages and voicemails
Telling you I miss you
Baby am I doing too much
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much
[Baby Bash:]
Just leave ya name and number
And I'm gon holla at cha
Just leave ya name and number
And I'm gon holla at cha
Just leave ya name and number
And I'm gon holla at cha
Just leave ya name and number
And I'm gon holla at cha
Ronnie Ray all day
Women in the hall way, Ev day losing track of the people tryna call me
Don't take this the wrong way, I been havin long days, doing it, moving
Round the town wherever I'm getting my song played
Now here I go again blowing you up,
And my girlfriends keep telling me
I'm doing too much
Now here I go again blowing you up,
And my girlfriends keep telling me
I'm doing too much
I'm leaving messages and voicemails
Telling you I miss you
Baby am I doing too much
Why you tryna diss me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby am I doing too much
Tell me what's the issue
Who I give these lips to
Baby am I doing too much
This is turning into
Something I ain't hip to
Baby am I doing too much
  
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