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| Twitter Username: JustinBaney
I have been looking for a mobile application for Twitter that works perfectly with my Windows Mobile phone (AT&T Tilt is what I use).
I found Twikini! Its the best mobile app that I have tried, and I have tried about 5 others.
It starts up faster than the others, and it stays hidden away when you minimize it. It continually updates at a preset interval; however, if you are like me and you continually check your replies, then its manual update works just perfectly.
Plus, I am always a fan of GPS on my phone, and this app definitely has the capability to use it to locate you. I use it freely since I have a touchscreen, however any Windows Mobile users (5th ed.+) can use.
Also, just the one issue I have with it. (I must be fair) If you do not have a phone charger on you throughout most of the day, then be prepared for an energy drain. But that's the con of most added apps.
Here's what it looks like: (Customizations vary)
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| My health is well, my life is well, but my heart still weeps.
Life is passing me by. I sometimes just sit outside on my patio and watch the day start and end. The sounds of the world waking up and then falling asleep are the soundtrack of my days. Life stands still within me, but the world still plays its tune. I know that these days will never stop being, although my life is paused.
I see people lose one another, but they find someone else. I see death happen, but they die with someone they love. I see fights, only to end with tearful eyes in each other's arms.
I have only my dreams, with are lovely fantasies while I sleep, but turn to nightmares when I wake. I still dream of how things should have been.
My heart still weeps, but I go on, because I still deep down feel that I will have my love back. With tears I drink, and with pain I eat. I'm not sure how much longer I am expected to go on. God is here, but he is silent. This test is like no other, but I keep telling Him that I am not Job.
I tell my family I do not date for I am waiting on her, but they laugh. I tell my old friends that I am lonely and I only want her, but they yell. I tell church members that I feel like her marriage was not blessed, but they pray for God's will. I type knowing that someone is looking, but I never feel that she'll know.
I love. I cry. I love. I try. I love. I want to die.
Do not fret or be taken aback. I do not die by chance or by will, I die because my heart is missing its beats. My heart stops for a second everytime something reminds me of her. Everything reminds me of her.
Disney Movies. Prom Stories. Kisses. A certain N'Sync Song. A certain KC and JoJo Tune. Pictures of Hearts. And Symbols of Love.
People do not understand love. Doctor's do not understand love. Professors do not understand love. I do not understand love. But we all choose to do so.
If I saw her, would I smile or cry? Would I run or would I stay? Would I hurt, or would I find joy? Would I live, or would I die?
The past is the past to some, but when their world stands still for a second... Then they understand where I lived for so long. I'm still here in the moment.
I am standing in a place where mirrors and paintings stare back at me. I know what I was, and I know what I am now. I still see every scene of the movie I lived with her. I still her smile, and I awake to her voice.
I just want to know, does she even know me anymore? Does she mock or does she feel bad? Does she know how much I love her.
Do she know how much I LOVE HER...
Or do people just think I'm pathetic?
Or do people think I'm poetic?
Do they know how much I LOVE HER?
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| Hello again Xanga world, I know most of you have made the journey to the Myspace or Facebook Relm, and even Xanga changed their format to "better" themselves. However, I still write my intimate thoughts here, for I know this blogworld is still the best. Thanks for staying around Xanga. | | |
| Crystal Tallant got married to Chase Pittman. I don't know what to do or say anymore. I just wish that I could go back in time and never love her. I wish that my friends were my friends and my family was my family. I just don't want to go on, and I don't think I will. I will love her until I die, that was my promise to her. I will keep my promise, but I never promised to keep living for her. I thought she promised me that we'd be together forever, but she forgot about me. She forgot who I am. She forgot that she has my heart, There is no way he could love her more than I do, but I hope that when I'm gone from this sad world, that he will treat her right. She deserves the world. She deserves my heart. She deserves my life. I am gone within her heart, but she lives in me. So with these tears I seal this letter, and in hopes that someday she'll receive it. Maybe in heaven we'll meet again, if not my soul shall be condemned for this act. Goodbye. God Bless... Fin | | |
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