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PainI'm dead inside
My heart has holes
And black blood flows
Knife Called Lust_
---- somehow i just find a way to get by, to keep on going with my head held up high. i now open my eyes to see that i'm not alone, to come up with the conclusion that allows me to be set free on my own.--
-- one person gave me something that i never had, i'm glad that it's you that will never make me sad. and even if you do it's alright, because i know the next day we'll still be tight. i miss you to death it's stupid that i'm here, but remember when i'm back, i'll be there. with you and the ones that i love, we'll have more memories to make much of.
dunnoei don't need you by my side. after all this time, it was just a waste of time. i can see through you.dunnoe
letting you in, giving you myself, allowing myself to love you, all just i could feel something in this life. you gave me love, something that i strove for,
but was taken away.
i cannot stand who i am. the person that always wants to just let go. why should i give a shit about anything. i cared so much, but what did i get back? absolutely nothing.
every single time i close my eyes, i can see you, right there beside me, h
liar.liar. i hate fucking liars. you lied to me. and i will not forgive you. ever. fuck you.liar.
Stop it.Please stop. Stop everything. The yelling, the cursing, just everything. I can't take it anymore. Clearly this family thing is not working out. It's either I'm a horrible child or you're horrible parents. I think it's both? That's why we need to be apart from each other.Stop it.
It's ironic really, because in our family portrait, we all look so happy. The reality is, you can't even make me smile, and neither can I make you smile. Why do we just continue to live on this fake life. I had a perfectly fine one before, but you just had to interfere. You never understood anything that
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All the nerves of the patients bathe in shock and shame,
cuz I'm the t r i g g e r that'll start this game.
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qdi
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"...from now on, I don't care if my tea leaves spell 'die, Ron, die,' I'm chucking them in the bin where they belong."
-The king himself
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"Music expresses that which cannot be said, and on which it is impossible to be silent." -Victor Hugo
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I don't know what I'm doing ... obviously
Photos, Fractalised Photomanipulations, and Experimentation Gallery
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"Life is a road and I wanna to keep going. Love is a river and I wanna keep flowing...now and forever, it's a wonderful journey"
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