-Sometimes we know we shouldn't and that's exactly why we do. I would rather do something and find out that it was wrong, than never know if it was right.
-Every now and then life needs to be turned upside down to get back to the right side up
-I'm stronger because of my hard times, wiser because of my mistakes, happier because of my sad experiences, and smarter because of my moments of confusion
-Self-Importance prevents a person from seeing the the value in others. Self-Confidence empowers a person to seek out the value in others.
-Problem and Reality are different. Every Problem has a solution, while Reality has none. A Problem is meant to be solved and Reality is meant to be accepted.
-Why be a copy when an original is worth much more?
-Go for the happy endings,
because life doesn't have any sequels.
Just a few inspirational quotes, that keep me going!
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Kim, you state that the photos were taken in a Melbourne Hotel and yet the players state they were taken on a o/s holiday. Why don't you simply say what hotel they were taken from? From that information that the room could be matched from the background in the photos and you would have 100% support?
Never fear shadows. They simply mean there's a light shining somewhere nearby.
- tork
http://torkona.blogspot.com
Finding Melissa, forget about those pictures- it's obvious that they're irrelevant now & the pics are from Miami- don't let that discredit the truth. There's a bigger picture... all that is- is a cheap shot at KD now for the media to cling on to.
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"What does not kill me, makes me stronger."
Friedrich Nietzsche
I have two fav quotes.
Once bitten - twice shy -anon
Why won't anyone believe my lies? -Little boy who cried wolf.
JayGee, why is the provenance of the photos irrelevant? It is the very basis for the rest of the allegations of group sex and drug use, which so many of you have chosen to believe as being nothing but the truth. All that has happened her is that two photos have surfaced, both of which show some guys participating in some stupid behaviour, yet somehow that means that any accusation that Derryn Hinch can throw at the club must now be answered. When I was learning Sex Ed at school, at no stage did the teacher say that being photographed with your penis in your hand is going to get a girl pregnant.
Do we actually know that she was ever pregnant. So far, everything she has said has been proven as a lie. I'm not tended to believe a word she says after the photos proved to be not taken by her - not taken at the place she said they were - and not even belong to her. Why should anyone beleive anything she says now?
@Phuckae
@Braid
@iCoach 2.0
So far I've restrained myself by trying to be reasonable and polite in posting in Kim's blogs, but there comes a point where even the most reasonable and polite person has to come to the conclusion that you and your ilk are a remarkable collection of uninformed, unintelligent, and belligerently stupid people committed to presenting your unanalysed prejudices as fact and responding to fact with fiction, rumour, baseless speculation, and pure fantasy.
The most disturbing thing about the lot of you is the fear that now, or in future, you will be able to vote; sit on a jury; and buy alcohol legally. Unfortunately you can't be prevented from performing the first and second options, but for Christ's sake avoid alcohol, because you're dangerous enough without it.
I beg your pardon. What have I said that makes you want to lump me in with the guys calling her names? If you have such an issue with people disagreeing with you then perhaps it's you that should be avoiding these social situations.
All I'm doing is asking questions in response to people's allegations. So far, no one has been able to answer them. I don't believe that makes me uninformed, unintelligent, or whatever other insult you care to send my way just because you aren't coping with a different opinion.
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