| _I stopped to look, I stopped to think. I took a stare around me. In this world, on this earth, artists are by far the lovliest people ever. We are all artists. We all bring out the best in the world._ |


abscond.I sit in my room, it's around three in the morning. Just another sleepless night, insomniac. I remember her voice, the sweet music I've grown to need like an addiction. I glance at my phone, nothing, dead air. How could you do this to me, honey? I thought we were to be together, me and you against the world.abscond.
I remember the night it happened, I walked up to her, her gorgeous body silhouetted in the light that was coming from a street lamp some distance away. I didn't know she was crying until I had gotten closer. I wrapped my arms around her, she pushed me away. I asker her what's wrong, she sighed and looked away, as if i
O Rainy Day| I... Draw. Sing. Take pictures. And the occasional.. spazz of random other art. xD |
| I am thirteen. I love red lipstick. I want to try and wear it everyday. My hair defines who I am, in a way. I killed my camera. I really really do not like people. I love school. I'm on iscribble alot. I don't understand why people ask for birthdays. I wish my birthday was July 8th, I was reborn. My real death day is September 24th. And my next reborning is yet to be discovered. I like to text my buddies. Meeting really cool random people on the streets and in public places is the highlight of my life. I can be moody, and I cry alot. I'm a vegetarian. Love, I see the same stars you do. Your voice has been my comfort for three years. I really like music, alot. I have wonderful friends. I love how we came up with the foon. Phoon? <3 I still love my ex, despite the fact he's dating who used to be my best friend. He was my first everything.(except sex) And I want him to be my only. (So nu rapin' kyia.) I enjoy a good laugh, and as you can see, I ramble too much. Regina Spektor has beautiful eyes. |
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My kinda woman "Beauty Brains and a complete Psycho"
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You've been loved by many.
I'm forgotten by most.
For me, nothing is possible.
I found this to be true when you left...
later your hers.
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William Faulkner: "The past is never dead; it's not even past."
You are very much welcome!~
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You've been loved by many.
I'm forgotten by most.
For me, nothing is possible.
I found this to be true when you left...
later your hers.
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You've been loved by many.
I'm forgotten by most.
For me, nothing is possible.
I found this to be true when you left...
later your hers.
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My website --> [link]
My daughter --> [link]
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You've been loved by many.
I'm forgotten by most.
For me, nothing is possible.
I found this to be true when you left...
later your hers.
xxx
SidSavage
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You've been loved by many.
I'm forgotten by most.
For me, nothing is possible.
I found this to be true when you left...
later your hers.
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