| These are the works of a very disturbed young girl. Enjoy my suffering. I will om nom nom on your neck while you sleep. I eez vampeere. Hahahaha. |


The Rave Girls The music pulsed and the girls danced like the fourteen year old sluts they were as the party continued into the morning hours. Drinks were poured, sex was had, and the drugs were disappearing slower than they were in the beginning.The Rave Girls
This wasn't a party that the popular kids would be having. This wasn't something the cops would ever hear about, parents would never have to know, and the next day at school, heavy duty headache relievers would be passed around like candy.
This, this was the underground rave


To Write Love on His ArmsWalking down the hallway, I saw the boy that had been catching my eye. I wasnt so much turned off by his crude jokes and half lidded stare as I was by his stupid haircut. Every morning I talk to him on the bus, his eyes half open and mouth open, moving and slurring lazily. I was attracted to the people who reminded me of myself. I was fucked up and crazy, with no respect for the rules. I was a smoker. Fifteen. And had been for a year. Weed was a huge relief to my system whenever I granted myself the amazing drag and haze it provided. Hooked on pills since I was twelve and an avid school skipper since I learned what it was. NTo Write Love on His Arms


A lover's PleaYou cant be this way anymore. I dont need you, I breathe you. Its not need; its just a customary thing for me now. I love the way I can look at you and see what you feel. I cant keep looking for you anymore, though. I miss the old you. The way you could tell me what was wrong without worrying how I felt about her. Im okay with it. I have to be in order to be your friend; being your friend is the most important thing right now. I cant give my love away if its going to mean that I cant see you. And so what if you dont feel the same? Im okay with that. Just talk to me, donA lover's Plea
| These are the works of a very disturbed young girl. Enjoy my suffering. I will om nom nom on your neck while you sleep. I eez vampeere. Hahahaha. |
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No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated to telling only lies
and invite to visite my gallery
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No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes
And no one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated to telling only lies
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Sorry 4 late replies!
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"A true genius can use a pencil in many ways."
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Keep reading your books, and treat your parent good ^_<
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I am not trying to prove anything to you. I don't care what you think of me. So don't flatter yourself, k? {Llamas are delicious} And zack, The vampires don't have to eat the babies to make it a good story. Vampires just being vampires is sexy.
i was passing by yer page
AND LOOK WHAT I SAW <3333 --> [link]
congratulations. :33
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i'll sit on the front porch all night, waist deep in thought because....
{soon as i stop paying attention to that
XO
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I am not trying to prove anything to you. I don't care what you think of me. So don't flatter yourself, k? {Llamas are delicious} And zack, The vampires don't have to eat the babies to make it a good story. Vampires just being vampires is sexy.
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xx;;
Autumn Angel
[Dislikes her username.]
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I am not trying to prove anything to you. I don't care what you think of me. So don't flatter yourself, k? {Llamas are delicious} And zack, The vampires don't have to eat the babies to make it a good story. Vampires just being vampires is sexy.
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