DrivingBut i didnt haha
Im proud of myself. =]
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Remember when it rained.Remember when it rained.Remember when it rained.
Gravity was an unknown to me. It worked its magic though Pulling me down to earth. I’d say I was grounded. I saw things most people could not. Did you see that girl that just walked by? She’s beautiful. I met her late one night at the park. I held her in my arms Running my bare sensitive hands all over her. She’s beautiful. My sweet angel. I call her my angel.
I told her i loved her. Believe me. It was so hard to do. I didn’t just want to be friends. I wanted to spoil her, swoop her up make her f
by ~iwillipromise
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no goodyou deserved better than me,no good
i'm so sorry.
why is it now and only now
that i can find the error in my ways I didn't think then, and I can't think now There's a tightness in me, and I'm trying to rid myself of it through my eyes the pressure won't die, but only grow stronger I wish i was stronger, I wish you were you should have out lived me and seen my children I wish you would wake up I miss you, and yet if i could see you again,
i could never look you in the eye I hope you weren't alone I hope you were happy I'm so sorry i wrote t
by ~sslyd3r
nothing external ever mattereddeath is easy it's living that's hard when something dies all we do is stare stare with hard eyes transfixed hypnotized by the realization of truth we suddenly lose grasp on logic it doesn't really matter, nothing does we stare hoping and waiting for that something to move or regain the warmth that signifies life life loses reality, and sense looses focus most people cry should they feel truly sorry, or just feel it's right that by crying it does the death justice there is no justice in death i don't think there's a feeling either it's life tnothing external ever mattered
by ~sslyd3r
piano soulif life were a piano and my life a song then my heart would play melodies disguised as feelings each note would move the ivory key and my vocal chords would tightenpiano soul
as the little hammers released the beauty of my heart my mind, the slave composer to my throbbing muscle in my chest would steal the inspiration of my eyes,
the tools of my touch, and sense of my senses my song would resonate until the last vibration left the strings when my voice turns raspy,
and my heart beats the finale
by ~sslyd3r
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- Current Residence: Pennsylvania. USA {2nd Home}
- Interests: Cheerleading. Dance
- Favourite movie: Beauty and the Beast.
- Favourite genre of music: Alternative
- MP3 player of choice: Ipod Touch
- Favourite gaming platform: PS3
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it's me in those photos
and i'm not that photogenic but thanks for the compliment >
and yes it's in romania
all my photos are made in romania
i didnt photos from other countryes ...yet
but that's nothing compared to how romania is
you should come see it
i'm sure you would like it
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