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"Love is so blind, it feels right when it's wrong." © last-kiss

"I'll collect your tears in a tar black jar, just as black as your soul, I will not throw it from my 10 stories high apartment to be shattered into a million piece nor will I toss your precious tears in the ocean, but I will keep them close to me, use it whenever to bait my internal self and if it can't water plants and nourish living things, I'll use it to feed my ferocious revenge. You've disgraced my respect and conspired against me, mocked at my personality and scorned me with yours, thwarted my race everytime I cried and showed emotions to you, my eccentric, bewitched, full of grudge and unrelenting beast, you turned my propriety against me, heated and riled my privilege out of me, and what's the reason of this? Because you're an unsophisticated hardly-preceiving-life human being? Or because I'm a cathartic teenage girl who can't keep her intimacy and crude fundamental feelings inside? Please tell me and enlighten my life, don't I have two eyes like yours? Alienation inside me and seeking for I love you's? Doesn't summer warm me up and winter make my upper and lower teeth make the sound of tick tock? When I get pricked with a pin upon my skin, doesn't my blood stream out? Don't diseases attack my cells and medicines try their best to shield them? Doesn't my body get doomed when poison dissolves into its system? I beg your pardon interpret all of this to me and enlighten my world with your perceives please, trust me I'm able to forgive more than my counterparts are but you should seek my pardon, you can become my torchbearer in a masquerade, my companion in a portrait, my every successful stride towards great parades, you should reinforce my walls and undermine my fears, pick up my gems and hastily agonize my piled up absurd deeds, before I villainy treat you as ferociously as I was taught from you to, and believe me you'll be rejoiced if you could force me submit to you with your crystal ways and let me outdo what you, my teacher, taught me to."

being a nanny is a pleasure but being a stripper is luscious guilty pleasure - copyright © 2016 || @kidrauhlmgc

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shayla boxed because it let out her anger, stress, all the emotions she bottled inside. insecurity was the main reason she was always angered. she'd see a boy she likes or finds cute and they always go for the skinny, white girls. her insecurities made her someone she's not and justin was there to help her be herself. [highest rank - #11 in fan fiction]

[Highest Rank ~ #1 in Fanfiction] 7/18/2016 BOOK ONE → "YOU CAN NEVER LEAVE ME!" He screamed. You stared down at the silver pistol that was dangling in his hands. You watched the man that had the fate of your life in his hand. You were beyond scared. the man in front of you was handsome yet fatal. His face was something you've never seen before but the shiny contraption in his hand snapped you out of your thoughts. "I DONT LOVE YOU & I NEVER WILL!" You shouted at the top of your lungs, all of sudden becoming brave. Once you saw his face, you regretted your bravery. "Take it back." He whispered while holding the gun up to your head. A tear streamed down his face as you watched his shaky hand clutch onto the trigger. + Copyright 2015. All rights reserved. This material may not be published, broadcast, rewritten or redistributed.