I realize I've said this in the past.
But I'm here, and it feels good.
Talk to me.


Forward We felt the same three years ago.Forward
In three years, you come out focusing on the positive. You erase things slowly, almost unknowingly. And this time I wonder if it will be attached to guilt? I think the universe will pan out some sort of test- but lets keep it with no strings attached, please.
I had closure about two weeks ago. The honest filter presented itself to me while I was feeling high (about the way things were going.)
I genuinely hope that no one believes that happiness is overrated. Because it isn't- I felt the same three yea


Vindictive BitchPeel me away like your Clementine, When secrets hide hidden away, Under the surface of my skin. Sweet tastes in hands, Scent covering everything we've worked for.Vindictive Bitch
She is not something to be broken. She is not tear-able. She is her, condemned to... Love long loneliness. He is who has a name, staring. Written across my face. She'll take anyone away from herself. Just to progress further more.
In her staring capabilities. Rings that linger, slowly
Turning themselves around your fingers. Silver. Diamond. Spiral.
I'll work on my s


Eyes DropTell me everything. Said the smokey room Hiding your intentions.Eyes Drop
Re-assuring me. That nothing was ever okay. So I stayed.
Three months joined at the head. Thoughts surreal. I hide the way that I feel.
Treating me like I'm someone. Hints secrets care. I'm sleeping, and I feel your fingers through my hair.
I thought I broke the sequence. It turns out you were just the same. But I didn't listen. With you. I thought nothing could be broken.
I forgot to think for myself. After you fell into my lap, &n


LHBYou make me so sick. I just want to let everything go, because I'm sitting here waiting for you. Waiting for nothing. Draming about you,LHB
thinking about you at all the wrong times, because I can't get you out of my fucking mind. And I can't stand it I feel like such an idiot for loving you. I feel so used after everything you said to me too. Promising me, waiting, on hand and knees. I felt like royalty. And where the fuck are you?
Where were you when mom was sick, and I hated everything? You weren't there for one bit. Every fucking hit and e


On any given NightI want to scream but it can never be loud enough. I want to drive my fist through a wall of concrete and break bones. I want to bleed crimson red and traumatize the innocent. I want to explode when I can't find words to describe. I want to hate myself for all the tempations I've fallen for. I want to tear the world to shit and find the beauty in it. I want to be a threat. I want to paint, what lies beneath me.On any given Night
I want to lie beside the one I admire. I want to experience freedom and do nothing with it. I want to experience love and do everything with it.
I want to do more the
me i want you on mine
if you agree
we coud share many things
~Im so happy cuz today I found my friends..they are in my head.
Im so ugly thats ok cuz so are you..we broke our mirriors!~
I think of you when I hear that song!..I remember singing it with you randomly!
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~The finest day I ever had was when tomorrow never came~
(One hand washes the other)
*I hate the way I love you..I love to feel my hatred grow*
How are you, long time eh?
Hope you have a good year I know I will.
All the best
Alexzander
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I am no one, no one is perfect, therefore I am, perfect.
what happened to craig? and what did you do with him? haha..
Im alive. it has been a long time. i miss our long chats on the telephone.
all the best, until next time.
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Tell me about how much you hate me.
Tell me with your fist.
mEoW!?!?!
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~The finest day I ever had was when tomorrow never came~
(One hand washes the other)
*I hate the way I love you..I love to feel my hatred grow*
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Tell me about how much you hate me.
Tell me with your fist.
*wanders around in your cyber space, looking at all the retty pictures
BTW Thanks for the
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Tell me about how much you hate me.
Tell me with your fist.
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