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Gothymothy girl
Bleeg?
22 years old
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OH MY GOD WHERE AM I?!?!?!
Born Oct-10-1990
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4 Dec 2004
Up until I was nine i believed in Santa Claus. . . then it faded. . . but now, my mom is shopping for christmas presents right in front of me. All I can say is wtf mate, that isn't cool. Can't she save what's left of christmas magic? >.< oh well. Screw it.
3 Oct 2004
I know it's a crappy board, because I hate proboards, but I don't care because it makes me happy and I just wanted to share my happiness.
MY HAPPY FORUM yeah well it's really lame without other people on it, so please join. It only has four members.
26 Sep 2004
Have you ever just randomly yelled out a random word at a random person at a random time? I do it all the time. Sometimes, the words aren't even really words. I'm not the only one who does this, I'm pretty sure. ..
For example, last week there was this kid who was walking around with his pants practically to his ankles, showing all of his underwear, and I was overcome by an urge. . . So, I walked up to him, looked him in the face, and yelled "BLEEG" really loud in his ear. Then I ran, and he tied to chase me. . . and failed. I was just curious as to what some of those words/random compelations of letters that you have yelled at people were and what inspired you to yell them. . . mostly for the comfort that I'm not alone. But also for the amusement of it all.
24 Sep 2004
okay, this is what I call a surprise poll. You honestly answer which one you think you are, and over here (to my left) I have my handy-dandy key. Depending on what you answer, you win a prize!!!! (some are better then others). Or you become one of my kind of people. It's better then a prize!!!!
Don't forget to post what number you are!
24 Sep 2004
It's the first time my heart has ever truly been broken, so if anyone could just read this and sympathize with me I'd take it, as a favor, to my grave with my gratitude. . .
Like a crying wind, You come and leave. You are so happy, So rejoiced, So granted. I am so much more then that. I am torn, Ripped apart, Weighed down. My sorrow holds me down. I am left with nothing Except broken dreams, Burned hopes, And dying love. I don’t know what I’m feeling, Maybe nothing at all, I am numb with the coldness That you have left me. I could never tell you, And yet it’s so clear, Those words, The ones you hear each day They belong to me. I waited for you, So long, We were growing so close. You wouldn’t admit to it, No matter what you’re worth. Everything can end. End for me now. How could you do that to me? Could you really be so blind? Can’t you read my mind? I thought you knew. Was I wrong? Was it just in my head? Or was it something so true That you couldn’t see it Because you didn’t think Happiness could come again? Do you know how much I care for you? I feel so betrayed, So lost. You have lost me in your abyss. You leave me in torment, Swirling eddies of hate and confusion, I never thought that I could hate you, But it’s said I’m often wrong. Your fading image leaves me bleeding, No feeling to describe me. . . You’re my death and my life, You are my dreams and my fears, You are the reoccurances of sorrow in my veins. I dream of your smiles, You are my faint memories. I cry at your living touch. I’ve dreamt of you for so long, And look at where I’ve ended up. We could be together forever, If only you had the same ambitions. Listen to my whispers, Hear my cries. My sorrow splits the world, And all my sadness joins me. All I ask is to feel you there, To know that you’re here forever. Only you understand me, But I am left alone. How long will it last? I can’t hate you, I can’t hate you, Only love you. You have broken my heart. The worst part is, You don’t even realize it. I am bleeding out my soul. . . |
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