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| Behold that of which is my thoughts, memories, and dreams. Dont they suck? : P Ha! |
| This my friends, is what makes the world go 'round, makes the stars twinkle, and makes the sun shine out of your ass even on the worst of days. : P This. Is. Beauty. |

| I am me, a lazy, intelligent, and a bit sensative kid. I am a true leo who enjoys to run the show (IN MY MIND), is a TAD bit hot-tempered, and extremely loyal and protective of those I love. You won't find me doing much more than reading, staring at walls, and listening to my music, but don't worry, I'm not dead. Two-faced, childish, sarcastic, and an ever-changing face, I tend to not bore people, even though I think I usually do. You never know when it's truth or tale with me, but I am soul-bound to keep your secrets, that's a promise. I take part in helping others, yet refuse to take help for myself, I find that I can take care of myself on my own. I enjoy things that shouldn't exist or things that are unusual, paranormal and what have you. I laugh alot and bitch alot and red, black, and silver are fan-fucking-tastic together. I love it when someone insults me. That means I don't have to be nice anymore. I'm not a perfect person, I'm hardly a good person. I'm just me. It aint no party like my nana's tea party. I am like a teddy bear, you either take me to bed or loose me forever. It's on like a prawn who yawns at dawn. True love is like ghosts, which everyone talks about and few have seen. |
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Bastards are people like you.
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For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
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Bastards are people like you.
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For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
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yo, you got any turtles?
Ahh, thank you for reading. We are mostly Irish Catholic as well, I feel your pain
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Bastards are people like you.
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For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
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I want to buy a horse and paint it's skeleton on it.....No wait, i will find a way to resurrect a dead one and we will ride off. Off to an active volcano and we'll leap over the edge as if diving into hell....
Oh my wildest fantasies....
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Bastards are people like you.
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For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
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I want to buy a horse and paint it's skeleton on it.....No wait, i will find a way to resurrect a dead one and we will ride off. Off to an active volcano and we'll leap over the edge as if diving into hell....
Oh my wildest fantasies....
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