| dear autumn, sometimes i wish you never ever had to go. |


Dear Self,Dear Self, Even though you have a low self-esteem, you still manage to be conceited. I don't know whether to applaud you for it, or be ashamed.Dear Self,
You are a hypocrite that hates the mannerisms of mankind. Well sweetie, you're not so different from the rest.
Dear World, You're a silly thing that thinks your end is near. How could something so perfectly placed in the universe fret over such a thing? 2012 is just a number that movie people are making a profit out of. I'm just sorry that you're filled with a bunch of greedy humans.
Dear Africa, Apparently, you are the last h


Side Effects of Being PrettyShe was a doll, and she was gorgeous.Side Effects of Being Pretty
She sat atop a high shelf, prim and proper and snug between two lesser, ragged things. They could just never be as pretty as she. Her eyes were polished pools of ever-blue and she had elastic hair of golden curls that framed her face in all the right ways. Her cheeks were just the perfect tint of rose and her petite smile complemented the porcelain softness about her.
She was just wonderful to look at, and wonderful to envy.
Sunsets and rain clouds and seasons went by outside the window. Her radiant beauty was beginning to dampen as she was slowly blanketed by laye
| Welcome to my fails! (: |


paper cranes and picket fencesi am folding you one thousand paper cranes because it is all we have left.paper cranes and picket fences
legend says that if i fold one thousand paper cranes, i will get a wish. i could wish for a pair of iridescent wings or an ocean in a teacup or just to finally be happy again, but i don't want any of that--with every crane i fold i am imagining you. one crane for the circles under your eyes, one crane for your jutting ribs, one crane for every seizure.
i love you and you're dying and i will run out of paper trying to fold your broken pieces into birds.
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you drew me a picture of us in the future. our houses were
u_ucute pretty droolubersexyplz or just over-all inspiring. |
| NOVEMBER ID COMING NEVER. D: Likes: chocolate, pocky, converse, drawing, reading, writing, gory things, poking people, Anime, the Joker, Tim Burton shiz, piano music, the feeling of nostalgia, Spencer's, X-men: Evolution, Winter, Autumn, Classic Coke bottles, puppies&&kitties, random, the voice of Kurt Travis, yaoi Dislikes: heat, when people take things too seriously, drama in my life (but in yours, it's amusing), the incurably stupid, an excess amount of make-up, fake people ):, talking on the phone |
Don't forget to check out my other Halo deviations.
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私の名言:
恐れが無ければ、勇気は無い。
文法は尊敬である。
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nee utau wa sou yo anata ni~
Hey, this is my song! For you, yeah that's right!~
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DEATH NOTE:
Misa: I can't imagine a world without Light!
L: Yes, that would be quite dark.
AND SHE DIDN'T GET THAT. xD
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I am famous. I just haven't been discovered yet.
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Toire wa doko desu ka? xD
What're you doing?
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F R I E N D S ~
Monica: Fine, judge all you want to, but: Married a lesbian, left a man at the alter, fell in love with a gay ice dancer, threw a girl's wooden leg in the fire, LIVE IN A BOX!
Meep, I'm sure you did this when you saw that I was on, but I probably logged off right at that moment. @.@ I'm just finishing up an English essay. HOHO, COINCIDENCE?
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DEATH NOTE:
Misa: I can't imagine a world without Light!
L: Yes, that would be quite dark.
AND SHE DIDN'T GET THAT. xD
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I am famous. I just haven't been discovered yet.
Hurr, yah I did. Oh whoa, weird. O.o
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F R I E N D S ~
Monica: Fine, judge all you want to, but: Married a lesbian, left a man at the alter, fell in love with a gay ice dancer, threw a girl's wooden leg in the fire, LIVE IN A BOX!
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Toire wa doko desu ka? xD
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Toire wa doko desu ka? xD
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DEATH NOTE:
Misa: I can't imagine a world without Light!
L: Yes, that would be quite dark.
AND SHE DIDN'T GET THAT. xD
~~~
I am famous. I just haven't been discovered yet.
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