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I hate you.
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I kinda hope you die, i really do.
Just because you write the show
doesn't mean you ruin it you fool.
If you don't want to be hated on.
Next time when two people are meant to be together make sure they end up together.
Seriously, you're a retard with no brain
and im sorry to say
your defintion of "love"
makes you look more insane.
"im the guy for you"
"the difference is i love you"
and than you throw it all away?
What kind of sick human being are you Mark?
They were meant to be fucking endgame.
I have alot of anger towards you and it will never stop, until you bring back Lucas and make sure Brooke has his heart.
But until then, im staying with this ship, its funny if this was a real ship in the ocean, BL's ship would have drowned and i would be holding my breath, or dead.
ASS-HOLE.
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brooke loves alice right back
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For November 2009 the Brucas fan girls (and a guy) voted Alice as fan of the month, whooping all our other butts. Some of you may know her as simply 1treehillfan, take note of that name, it appears a lot on this spot. As one of the original originals at this spot over the last two years she has helped create and build it up to what it is today so the rest of us can enjoy it and add on. She may only be sixteen but Alice shows a remarkable maturity and sense of humour which has made her a much loved member on the BL spot, not to mention she’s pretty awesome (which goes without saying being a Brucaser and all), so without further adieu here’s the interview with our very own November fan of the month…
1. Alice, you have finally got your much deserved FOTM, how does that make you feel?
SO happy! I love BL and you guys and I feel like I'm like BL prez for the day :D
2. The obvious question, WHY Brucas?
God I hope I have enough space.
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*Brooke*
When Abby was a baby she cried all the time, I spent nights pacing up and down trying to figure out what was wrong with her. By that point in my life worry had become like a second nature to me and yet I still wasn’t use to it. Sawyer had been such a loud and happy baby, she only ever cried when something was wrong, and Keith had been such an easy baby, I barely remember him crying, and when he was a newborn I use to constantly check to see he was still breathing because he’d be so silent. Abby was a learning curve, I tried everything and nothing seemed to work. After five very long weeks I found the answer by mistake.
One night I’d been so exhausted the first chance I got for a shower was after all the kids were in bed, I’d then fallen naked onto the bed and gone straight to sleep only to wake up an hour later to Abby’s cries, without thought I rushed to my daughter and picked her up. Hugging her to my chest and cooing to her, begging for her to tell me what was wrong, I was so focused on Abby the fact I was still naked completely escaped my mind.
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