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Age: 102
Location: Earth, under the shadows.
Joined On: Mar 11, 2007
Occupation: The computer.
Website: http://www.purevolume.com/li...
Hello boys and girls.... I think my favorite animal is a Giraffe. ? O.o Want to know my favorite lyrics? Yeah I know you do.
"And to the girls,You're worth more than the cheap words.You see your body as beauty, but your pulse is worth more." Oh, Sleeper
Think like this:
If a boy (or girl) is looking at you while they are dating someone else, don't you think they will look at someone else when he (or she) is dating you?
"To love someone so much, and have them look at someone else, it's, IT's HELL, IT'S HELL. All you good for nothing boys meet good for nothing girls, we're all good for nothing."-- Signal the Escape
Hold the people you care about close, and push the ones you don't care about away, ony take the people that are worth taking. They might only be in the past, because they were never meant to make it to the future.
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This is Twice Now - Lydia
"Baby just ask once more 'Cause I saw your door wide open, but the floor is still freezing. Hailey, I was sick and I'm still quite unwell. Tell me it's you or nothing at all. 'Cause I stole your soul You said I'd never be able But oh, the whole world is still on my string Second time now and you've done this before Drive around the back so I can't see them, But you're still freezing. Let me take your coat and your keys and this car, 'Cause I’ve been unwell far too long now. 'Cause I stole your soul You said I’d never be able But oh, the whole world is still on my string, oh But oh, the whole world is still on my string And oh, the whole world is still on my string, Yeah, is still on my string (It's never much when I sing about you.)"
Hooks.
Two grappling hooks attach themselves to the delicate piece of glass he holds so dearly to her chest. Both begin to rip and pull at the fragile finding. Each trying to take it for himself. Cracks form on the porcelin surface; slowly it shatters. Both look at their new awards, but find only frangments. Suddenly each knows not just they were after her keep sake. They leave the jagged edges for her, abrupty losing intrest. Picking up the shards, she tries to reassemble the mangled bits. Cuts, scrapes, gashes, wounds cover her: fingertips to elbows. Not even she can fix her own broken heart. - Me.
Patrick Alan of Shorelines End
heard my band yet?
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posted Yesterday
Mendy
Yeah, my nickname.Leah and I made it up.
posted Mar 20
Mendy
I know right.
posted Mar 20
Mendy
Heh, awesome.
posted Mar 20
Mendy
Haha!We're going to say that all the time now!
posted Mar 20
Mendy
Demonic?Thanks fool.
posted Mar 20
Mendy
Seriously...your a dangle fish. Haha.Wow..no. What's
up fool?
posted Mar 20