| There's not muc I can put here, except for the fact that this is just...something I do. If you don't like it, deal, because I'm not gonna take any crap. Critisism, yes, but things such as "F this F-ing fffffffff..!!!" Yeah. So, just don't. |


Inter Spem et Mentum PT.1The puppeteer twitches his right hand, slightly, making my shoulder jump; he smiles down at me, cracked yellow teeth slipping over chapped lips, enjoying my pain, knowing how much this hurts me. It makes me sick, ticks me off so much, just knowing that this old creep enjoys having complete control, because, quite literally, my hands are tied. In fact, my whole body is attached to thin wires, as it has been since I was young. I remember when I was five, when the wires were attached, when my will died along with my ability to function by myself.Inter Spem et Mentum PT.1
I want to kill him just for that day, holding my down and stabbing me again


Death Isn't Always BadDo you ever hear the sound of rain on your windowpane, a soft lullaby crying to you as it falls?Death Isn't Always Bad
Its as if the angles themselves speak to you and weep for the world, and if not angles, something out there has to, for us.
Maybe its a loved one, crying over their death, for leaving you? Maybe its a close friend, weeping their suicide? Or maybe its you, but you just dont know it yet.
The word death seems to take its own form in the weather, if you truly think about it. If you die on a sunny day, maybe that means you were happy at the time, and if its rai


My Friend's StoryTo A Friend That I Let Down, So Long AgoMy Friend's Story
Tekka! theres a bellow from across the hall and I look up from my letter, scrawled in messy script, most likely ineligible to most people. I sigh and yell, Coming! hop up, and push my little black swivel chair back into the crevices of my cracking wooden desk.
I step slowly out of my room, eyes focusing on the cold tile floor. My feet are freezing, and I shiver involuntarily. The hallway is dim, drab, the walls cracking and the foundation underneath shaking with each step that I take; its as if its breathing, a type of twisted little
Weird Crud| There's not muc I can put here, except for the fact that this is just...something I do. If you don't like it, deal, because I'm not gonna take any crap. Critisism, yes, but things such as "F this F-ing fffffffff..!!!" Yeah. So, just don't. |
| I like bananas and chocolate milk (but I'm lactose intolerant, wah) and spider-man (NOT) and ducks and puppies and kittens and I wanna be an author when I grow up and an illustrator and have lots and lots of soy milk and I love run-on sentences but still enjoy sentence fragments. PEACE! Or whatever it is that we say nowadays. |
-luv ur little sis
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-Taste The Rainbow... Its Sexy
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-FTW!!!
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----now your lying, your lying, i've never been so thin, your lying, your lying because your sleeping with miss thinks shes better then everybody else-- effie white dreamgirls (bad movie awesome line)
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" My name is not BUDDY!"- Syndrome
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Pixel-arting, smiley-making, emote-drawing, web-designing, story-writing, webcomic-creating, internet-loving, mom of many. Visit me at BitmapWorld.com --> [link] .
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Having a friend is like peeing your pants; everyone can see it, but only you can experience the warm feeling it brings. So I just wanted to thank you all, to all my friends; thanks for being the pee in my pants.
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Having a friend is like peeing your pants; everyone can see it, but only you can experience the warm feeling it brings. So I just wanted to thank you all, to all my friends; thanks for being the pee in my pants.
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