

worst nightmareI just do what ive been told But I really dont want to Ive been pushed Shoved Forcedworst nightmare
Into hateing you You just keep going I can feel your watching When my back is turned Sometimes I think im happy Sometimes, I pretend But its drilled into my head That I love you... I know how this will end Tears Death You, standing over my ashes... Laughing....


Story of MY lifeWell, all the "fun" started at the age of 13 (the summer the school year sucked MAJOR ass) I think it was July 01,2004. I was invited to go camping withmy friends kate and laura, and their family for 4 days. It was a music fest happenin in Comox. It was crazy shit hippies Anywhere you looked. (Also some really hott guys so it balanced). The first day we got our bacelets and walked in. I had a headache and so did laura so we sat on the hill and people watched. (WHO DOESNT DO THAT!?) I was shareing a coke with kate and i all the suddenStory of MY life
got really hyper and pointed at the can and yelled. "OPEN UP G


LoveThe sweet indulgence of your Mouth is like the taste of pure rain across my lips. Love is like No other. It is like roses blossoming with out water. Love is like the sweet breeze blowing across the plains. Its the taste of candy apples on my tounge. Love is love. And this is why we love. To feel.Love


Lost soulsThe touch of cold steel rain. The bullets peirce the heart. But I still walk on war. Faces I have seen before. Lieing in the dust. No expression. but blood surrounds them I keep walking. The booms of guns, The yells for help. I wanna feel the way every child feels, happy. My heart is pounding. A sharp pain hits the chest. I fall to the ground. As I lay there I think how it mightve been.. The blood crusts over my body. I can still hear faint voices in my head. My eyes close slowly. I feel cold. There No tomorrow in my future..Lost souls
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it tastes like somebody stole my wallet. ya know?
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what a wonder is sleep without dreams
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I am worth $2,540,440 on HumanForSale.com
Rock on \m/(-_-)\m/
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~Confucious say...
"A man that has money to burn ,
makes an ash of himself."
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We tend to miss the things that we hate.
i forgot what exactly i commented on but you're welcome
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~Confucious say...
"A man that has money to burn ,
makes an ash of himself."
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We tend to miss the things that we hate.
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Me Against The World
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