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RAMONES

Punk

Nirvana songs

Grunge / Rock

Good Charlotte

Pop Punk / Powerpop / Punk

THE DARKNESS

Rock / Metal

Dropping Daylight

Rock / Alternative

30 Seconds To Mars

Rock / Alternative

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I'm Sabrina.

I am young and so very in love.

I am human.I make mistakes.

I am outgoing, yet shy, and I am stupid, yet smart.

I'm athletic when I want to be. I love football and soccer more than life.

Show me a good time. I'll be yours forever.

"Just shut up and dance." is my motto.

I apologize way too much.

Don't ask what color my hair is. I promise I don't know.

I use words like fierce and swicked. They tend to make me smile.

I love to read. Recommend a book. I'll go and read it.

I cannot stand poor grammar, or poor typing .

I promise you I have an opinion on just about everything. Just ask.

The few people that I consider friends are, without a doubt, the most amazing people I have ever met.

I will stand up for anything and everything I believe in.

I am a veg-head. I am an animal rights activist.

I am not into labels. I am not who or what you say I am. I am my own person. Sabrina is Sabrina, and she changes for no one.

I am fairly happy with the way most of my life is going.

Talk to me.

I'll talk back.

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July 4

Be a part..

..of something amazing.

Be a part of the movement.

If one of us can change something, then all of us can change everything.

Please join us.

Spread the love.

Rescue is possible.

Stop the bleeding.

Love is the movement.

To Write Love On Her Arms.

These Love Notes.

If you support us, please repost this.

You'll find these same banners and different ones on the sites they lead you to.

Thank you.

You are loved.

- Sabrina

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May 3

I miss you.

I sit here on my bedroom floor And all I can think about is you How badly I want you here I need to hear your voice And your laugh

I'm not even sure of the time But I know it's late Yet I'm now in bed, not sleeping I'm too busy Wishing, hoping Wanting you

I twirl the necklace I wear in my hand And I wear your sweater Hoping they will comfort me Maybe even help me sleep But my efforts go unrewarded

Still, I lay here, wide awake With the thought of you In my head I speak the words 'I love you' Wishing you could hear me

Laying in bed I wish for your arms around me For your kiss For your hum that helps me sleep I wipe the tears streaming down my face

I miss you, dear I miss you

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May 3

Mother.

Please tell me why I hate your voice The sound of it The sting of it

Why are you so condescending So sarcastic So hateful

Please tell me why I hate your name The way it makes me shudder The way it makes me shake

Why are you...you So painfully angry So hurtfully mean

Please tell me why I still love you so The sound of you The sting of you

Why do I still care for you After all the nights I've cried After all the nights I've bled

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April 23

The incessant ramblings of a crazy little girl..

My mind races as the rest of me struggles to keep up. My thoughts, varied in subject ad rarely making sense, overwhelm me. Maybe this is the cause of my constant headaches, my thinking too much. I pace my floor and continue my incessant mind-wandering. What does this mean? What does anything mean anymore? Confusion begins to flow through me. Desperation follows soon after. Does all this mean I'm crazy? Fear settles in. I start to pace even faster, trying to understand any of the things racing through my mind. Feeling dizzy, I decide to sit down. I hold my head as I try to sort through all of the events leading up to this moment. How did it all come to this? Even more thoughts flood my head. I become frustrated at all these questions left unanswered. Scream, trapped in my chest, fight to get out. Anxiety creeps up my spine, forcing me to pace once again. Tears start to well. Am I merely a prisoner of my own mind? When did I become a slave to my thoughts and emotions? A scream makes its way up, through my chest, and then finally out of my mouth. If it can escape its prison, then why can't I do the same?

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April 22

Let it Be.

I watch you watching me. Those intense eyes staring into mine. I look away, walk away.

I try to stay away, for fear of my own wanting.

You plead for me. But I‘m not yours, not anymore.

I try to avoid those eyes of yours, unsuccessful, of course.

A hand on my shoulder. I’m forced to speak. Just tell me what you want, I say. Once again, you plead.

My heart stops as I mouth the words. It was done long ago. Can’t you just admit it to yourself?

I walk away, for fear of reminiscing.

A tear falls. I hear the splash behind me. It tears my heart in two.

Can’t I keep from caring? Can’t he understand?

It’s been done.

The words spoken. The actions taken. The hearts broken.

Let it be.

Don’t beg for my forgiveness, for I hate the word. Don’t look at me with those eyes, for I can’t look away. Don’t speak with those lips, for the sound makes me quiver. Don’t touch me with those hands, for the feel I can’t resist.

Can’t it be the last time? Can’t I just forget?

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Rock´nRollBoy182

hi:) I recommend listening to this pop punk rock band
called "Biggest Lie"
http://www.purevolume.com/biggestlie :) add Biggest
Lie..ok?! bye and keep rockkk

posted Aug 04

Jordan River

hey :)

posted Jan 01

bmannn

alright, i'll message you some. haha and i no exactly
what you mean... i can never right anything when im in
a good mood, its like disasters bring out the poetry in
me hah i totally understand and my lifes been pretty
good lately so i havent written much either. but i'll
send you some old ones right now.

posted Jul 23

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