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TiredFor...multiple reasons.
So this is the new one.
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MistakesIn this lonely world, Words are all I can trust. People come and people go, But people are not forgotten.Mistakes
Marks are made on one’s heart, Etches made in one’s soul, Faces carved into one’s memory, And memories burned into one’s mind.
It is the unfortunate way of life, To not realize how lucky one is, Until one is lucky no more, Until all they have are the memories.
But why must I too come to this realization? Why must my joy darken and fade? Why must I feel sad once more? Why must I recognize the mistakes I have ma
by ~little-demon-monkey
BrokenYou touch me again The final, fatal gesture The one that makes me yours The one that seals my fateBroken
I know who you are I know not myself I don’t know what I want I don’t know who can help
You seem to care about me You seem to love me too But I can’t help but wonder Could this really be true?
You caress my face Your lips brush my own I hold my breath Not wanting to give in
I know what will happen When you have what you came for But still I can’t help wanting And this you so well
by ~little-demon-monkey
True LoveAnd as you stare Into her face You look into her eyes To find a single trace That she still wants you Still loves you.True Love
Love is such a strange word Powerful and confusing There is no way to comprehend No perfect way to use it.
Love, true love Like a fire burning Bright above There are many who want it Some who recieve it But everbody has The power to achieve it.
Her eyes, as beautiful as day Hiding many secrets As you fade away Someone else steps in And you lose your faith Your soul aches for
by ~little-demon-monkey
Random Favourites
Would Youyou say you wouldn't do it because of the kidsWould You
but you had it with you had the thing that would do it end it end it all
on the outside you were
a mirror and everyone who looked at you
saw their happy relfections tossed
back so it was concealed
the feelings...
you say you wouldn't do it because of the kids well what if there were no kids?
what then?
by ~pasta-in-a-tree
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- Current Residence: Up in the clouds, with my mind...
- Interests: Reading, Writing, slowly dying of unrelenting boredom...
- Operating System: Vista (omg i hate it, DONT GET VISTA ITS A CURSE!)
- MP3 player of choice: iPod (anything from Apple)
- Shell of choice: Conch Shell, I love the sound of the ocean
- Wallpaper of choice: Plain Orange paint, it's bright and simple ^.~
- Favourite game: Anything that involves playing w/other people
- Favourite gaming platform: My laptop, 360, and wii
- Personal Quote: If you're happy and you know it engage in sexual intercourse!
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We met a couple times and I even ate dinner with you, but whenever I talk to you in the halls or somewhere you seem utterly confused x|
Long haired guy.
Anyway, thought I'd introduce self and perhaps jog your memory; just popped in on a reference. So I'll see you around then.
Later
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Indeed.|=-
be wary, thomas matthew.
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If I could, I would shrink myself
And sink through your skin to your blood cells
To remove whatever makes you hurt
But I am too weak to be your cure.
[love for chad goes here]
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if i have to choose between loving you, and breathing. I would use my last breath to say I LOVE YOU
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To the darkness sea I dive,
From the madness I hide,
One death brings a life,
From the ashes I rise.
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Hello My name is Jessica, But please call me Jessie, Jessy, Jet or Jess. I don't like my name.
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Read Cheating Destiny by James S. Hirsch!
Diabetics. We're here. On deviantART. and you'd better respect us, or we'll stab you ruthlessly with our needles!
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Death comes swiflty,
Love is a poison,
It kills from the inside out,
And it never ends.
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Read Cheating Destiny by James S. Hirsch!
Diabetics. We're here. On deviantART. and you'd better respect us, or we'll stab you ruthlessly with our needles!
--
Death comes swiflty,
Love is a poison,
It kills from the inside out,
And it never ends.
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