I AM SO SORRY FOR MY EXTENDED HIATUS



Eyes like streams of melting snow,

Cold with things she does not know.

Heaven above and hell beneath,

Liquid flames to hide her grief.

Death, death, death, with no relief



Sometimes going mad is the  only sane thing to do...



The only me is me, are you sure the only you is you?



Only the strongest will survive. The ones not yet broken, but still bent.



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 <)  )- Ur girlfriend was

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  (  ( Hot like me

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