

DrowningHer precarious edifice had been weathered awayDrowning
By the swells of her iniquity Splintered porcelain, tinged with a briny yellow; Flaccid strands of ebony; and the two lagoons of stark grey, Murky with degradation. The impassive mirror in her soiled hands Emulates her jaded face; every wrinkle, every line Resonates with her memories.
Wave after wave floods her vision
The moonlit midnight when he had ravaged her, Leaving her with an insatiable carnal lust. The grimy bathroom where she succumbed to The white powder she clings to so desperately. The birth


DiseaseDrop by drop, I drown myselfDisease
Golden mist clouds my eyes Turns my stomach Boils my brain The suffocation of rationalization Hilarity in all things Stumbling, promiscuous, not me Something isnt right
Drop by drop, I drown myself Something isnt right


The Willow TreeThe willow tree branches descend to the earth Much like a praying man bends towards the altar The leaves rustle in the wind, the soft sprinkling of noise, Hardly audible, though soothing to the wanderer's soul. A shower of cleansing rain begins to caress the willow tree Removing blemishes, hardships, the decaying growth of old And a mist arises from the steaming ground, shrouding all. The stars illumate the leaves, the shimmer of twilight Casts a glow of stillness and serenity. All that is lost is found. The crickets and birds sing hymns, shouts of hallelujah arise. As the wind rustlThe Willow Tree


Sonnet Of The AmaranthThis dying world in a cruel childs game, Only seen through condemned eyes Playing filthy melodies of lust and fame; Deep within a whores lullaby.Sonnet Of The Amaranth
Young maiden blinded by truthful dishonesty Only paid with wounded prides; Less we forget the mothering teacher of sympathy; Raped in an Amaranths dusty dream of suicides.
Death-marked friendship upon this sonnet, Crying unto the cold grave of a once good friend; To be nothing more but a damned puppet Detained in crimes of discommend.
Never forget these words contained in Cantos  
Devious Comments
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I Cannot Live Without My Troye.
And I Adore My Besite Aku.
AND TOKIO HOTEL!
If curious, read this.
Sorry for further spamming!
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It is a certifiable fact that everything good in life is either illegal, amoral or fattening.
Heading to the Edinburgh Fringe this year?
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Dont read my signature, Dont read it!
cant say i didnt warn you
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To the world you may be just a person but to one person you may be the world.
Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...! Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...! Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...!
And Marieski- if you read this- you always end up using my real name online
Send this to at least 15 people you think are pretty sweet, including me if you care for me!
And if you get at least 10 back, you will receive good news within 15 minutes!
~Let's see how many hearts you get! =]
All the best. Please continue sending you're own love to those you care for.
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FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this.
REAL FRIENDS: Will send it back to you.
I'm waiting...
It's friendship week.
If you receive (at least) 10 back, you truly are a lovable person
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Crimson Twilight Project - The Official Site
Therefore you are evil.
Shh!!! don't tell hamaila, : ) id like to invite you to read my journal cuz i think you'd like it
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To the world you may be just a person but to one person you may be the world.
Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...! Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...! Janet! Dr. Scott! Janet! Brad! Rocky! ...!
I am home now, and I need to be totally honest I don't feel right being at home. I thought everything would feel better once I got here, but now that I am here, I just feel so sad and lonely and all I want to do is cry.
I hate this........
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"That's where the world's sorrow comes from. People who are this, but are treated like that."
Anyway, love you!!!
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"'Just' . . . what a horrible, candle-snuffing word."
J.M. Barrie from Finding Neverland
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"That's where the world's sorrow comes from. People who are this, but are treated like that."
But you aren't in front of me.
So I guess I really do miss you!
WAHHHHH!!!!!
I want my best friend!!!!
*crying hysterically*
We better hang out tonight!
*smiles hopefully*
Bye babe!!!
[P.S. You are one SEXY beast!]
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"'Just' . . . what a horrible, candle-snuffing word."
J.M. Barrie from Finding Neverland
oh well
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"That's where the world's sorrow comes from. People who are this, but are treated like that."
We just tagged you!
Find the rules in our latest journal . . .
Tsuki's party is tommorow at lunch *shhh*
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Stupid people are like slinkies: pretty much useless, but they still make you smile when they tumble down the stairs.
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"'Just' . . . what a horrible, candle-snuffing word."
J.M. Barrie from Finding Neverland
:3
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"'Just' . . . what a horrible, candle-snuffing word."
J.M. Barrie from Finding Neverland
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"'Just' . . . what a horrible, candle-snuffing word."
J.M. Barrie from Finding Neverland
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