Just checking to see if people still love me or if I'm passé.


I'VE MOVEDFOLLOW ME THERE? This is for the people who just deleted or didn't read my last journal.I'VE MOVED


.: Those voices :.Maybe I love you! [maybe I hate you.] Maybe I need you! [maybe I loath you.] Maybe I want to rip my beating heart out and feed it to you! [maybe I want to tear your jaw from your face and toss it to my dog.] Maybe I think we should be together! [maybe I think I should kill you.].: Those voices :.
Maybe Ive found true love [for sure Im sociopathic.] Dont make me hurt you, dont let me hurt you. Let me be the love of your life. [let me get close. let me get so close, I can feel your breath, I can taste your flesh. let me tear you li


Most Revered HemoglobinThey dipped a syringe in, and, Like hummingbirds to battle, Savagely squirted my ruby juice Into crystal beakers on ice.Most Revered Hemoglobin
I assumed their various testers, Clanky metal socialites hiding Out in the cold black backroom, Would knock back my blood like 10cc of whiskey, let the smooth Red platelets send fire down their Throats, then spit results out- Orderly emesis of a dead-hearted Machine.


This feelingThis sadness I guess I shouldn't be suprised where it resides Here in my heart of hearts Where the darkness in my soul resides Where everything resides Some may call it lonliness and some may call it grief But I wonder, I wonder which it isThis feeling
I have grieved and I have fallen in and out of love but deep within those moments Those moments of sadness and those moments of happiness I wonder I wonder why it never lasted I wonder why I survived
I wonder why I smile when I should cry I wonder why I laugh when I should die &nb
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A Hero need not speak. When he is gone, the world will speak for him.
Halo 3 -- Finish the Fight
Click here because I told you to. |: [link]
Corporal Mikeke
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Breathe.
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ONCE YOU'VE BEEN HIT , YOU HAVE TO HIT
15 OTHER PEOPLE. IF YOU GET THIS BACK
IT MEANS YOUR VERY PRETTY , SO START
SENDIN. IF YOU BREAK THIS CHAIN YOU WILL
BE CURSED WITH UGLINESS * DONT MESS UP
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Silence.
Reality is a Dream.
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I am the Poetic Photo-taking Chef.
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Member of the:~sweetclub ~FDP-fanclub~FoodIsArt
I gots bored.
So's I made this for j00.
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I'm feel like a small child,
lost in the world around me.
;o; Thank you so much. *glomp hug love*
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Blood turns to flowers,
bone into birds.
I live in a lush garden,
with healthy winged fowl,
and vibrant young flowers.
I live in a garden
of man-made suicide.
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Blood turns to flowers,
bone into birds.
I live in a lush garden,
with healthy winged fowl,
and vibrant young flowers.
I live in a garden
of man-made suicide.
Wha happend to all of your stuffles?
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I'm feel like a small child,
lost in the world around me.
EEK.
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I'm feel like a small child,
lost in the world around me.
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Thursday Photography
I turn my words into pictures and your pictures into words.
Visit my writing account at ~Taralitha.
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Blood turns to flowers,
bone into birds.
I live in a lush garden,
with healthy winged fowl,
and vibrant young flowers.
I live in a garden
of man-made suicide.
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