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Joined: Jul 11, 2009 |
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Last Active: Oct 22, 2009 |
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Interests:
well..i like anime and manga....i also LOVE vampires ^_^ ...i also like the thought of death in general...i also like to write and draw..idk but i have taken an interest in writing and reading poems.
Favorite Bands:
MCR, Nickleback, Shinedown,Linkin park,Paramore, PeroxWhy?Gen, Boys like Girls,Metro Station,Maroon 5, All American Rejects... some other shit
Here to:
meet ppl and make some friends....
to get away from the ppl that judge you cuz they dont like who you are or what you've become |
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About Me:
Mood : feeling better.  talk to me :3
I am the type of mutha fucka that the average human can't keep up with. I am the type of mutha fucka, most mutha fucka's can't put up with. I've been born more times than a 3 balled tom-cat on a B.C. year Christmas night. It's shit like that, that alert people to embrace the confusion. Speaking modern style, my home boy James Blunt says it best. "your beautiful". You, the two eye balls reading this, I love the ones who won , I love all those who lost. I love myself with the view of two. I love all those who strive to win. Therfore, I can weed-eat like a mutha fucka , I can still limelight, like a mutha fucka, I can multiply mutha fucka times 82. leaving you with the thought of, what the hell is this cat thinking. or better yet, where the hell is this dog from. I HAIL FROM HAITIWOK, Yet I relocate everyday!!! There ain't no staircase to Heaven, for it's a speed of light ride I enjoy every week. Improve to thy extreeem.
Look into your own eyes... Check into yourself. Look into your own world... Look without the help Of people who try to change you... Of people who try to hurt you. The people that...try to make you. Something you're not... Something un-new. Look into your own past... Create the history Of things you've done and things you're gonna do... Of things you love and things you'll breakthrough. The things that fit... The descriptions of you Are the things you need To stand out in this zoo. Look into......your mirror of lies..... Look deep into....... Your own strange eyes.
Let's say your name was Reaching In... Let's say you were given this power. A power that made you super... A power that made you more than me... A power that nobody else could have... A power that only you could see... A vibe that only you could feel... A move that only you could perform... A card that only you could deal... A cold heart that only you could make warmer. Let's say your name was Reaching In... Let's say you were given this choice. A choice that made you think... A choice that made you fit out... A choice that made you scared... A choice that made you doubt... A bad that only you could make good... A crime that only you could steal... A scene that makes you wish you could... A hurt that only you could heal. Let's say you were given this power... Let's ask? Would you still be Reaching In? (my fav.)
When the time is yours... The time is gone. When it feels so right... It's on it's way to wrong. When you love so much... Can you always be sure? That your love is a touch... That your love is a cure? When you feel as if you're hated... Will you make it through? This unpredictable life... These unappreciated dues. When you say what you feel... Will they look at you and laugh? When you know what you've learned... Will they stab you in the back? If you fall from where you're standing... Will they try to make the save? When you stand on what you're saying... Will they listen as the road you pave? When the time is yours... The future's awaiting... The person you become... The people you're creating.
It happened again... I said hello and I heard no hey. It's happened again... There's nothing to say. Maybe the old man thought I was Stupid, ignorant, mad, or insane. Maybe the old man didn't want Me on this plane. Who really knows? Who really cares? Who really studies? Who just stares? At freaks like me...at people like you At old men like he...at sickness that grew The old man might not have hated me.... He might just have said... "I don't know about this boy... He looks messed up in the head."
t was like leather sticks with mushroom coating. Like cow tongue licks with weather side roaming. A naked watch that was watching me. A lever to pull that grew like a tree. Slowly but surely the muscles were fat. Uplifting but low...the owner was a rat. Sold to the corner where the slobber sets in. It's wet and smells bad like a few.....of our friends. It was like a condom... That was made out of stone. A cracker of wisdom that was so damn old. Like crows it was... Washed with no rinse. Like me it was... It made no sense. |
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