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#678
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Lost
Woo, Graduated High School
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My friends tend to forget their dice... Or we would just decide to play randomly...
Either way I haven't found that one set that I'm in love with yet.
They always look different before I buy them and then I open them and they don't look the way they looked in the case.
I know that sounds weird but eh...
I really really want a black set with red.... Once I get the one set that I love I'll never let anyone touch them.
Oh god. oh god oh god oh god!
-freaks out-
You'll bleed all over the thread!
>.<
-looks in pocket-
pulls out a pokemon healing potion...
maybe this will work
o.o;;
Your words hurt.
I'm human too, can't you see?
Not some stone statue with an iron heart.
I'm flesh and bone.
Just looking for a home.
Looking at the world behind glass eyes.
Bringing myself to the surface.
Past is past.
Scars are just marks of battles won.
Yet your words reopen old wounds.
I'm bleeding to death behind this icy exterior.
Throw on that fake smile and push through the day.
I'm human too... Why do you treat me like I'm nothing?
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Posted 03-22-2011, 01:37 PM
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