DUDE I WAS ON A SPECIAL LOVING CANDY AND DUDE UNBELIEVABLE WE WERE ALL SINGING CREEP AND MY BUDDY WAS PLAYING IT ON PIANO IT WAS UNBELIEVABLE HOW AMAZING IT SOUNDED and um i missed both of our birthdays, my 16-y-o sista
Hey.. Hippy. Haven't talked in a while. Imiss talking to people. I've decided to be a hermit crab. I quit school. I lost my friends. I'm usually fried. I live in a basement. So yeah. Make a bitch loved. xo
User number 23198 requesting permission to sex up the Mariah after being unable to download aim on my computer.
Life's a bitch, ain't it? See this is why you need Twitter. I talk to lots of people on Twitter =]
Anyway, I was hoping zat vun day soon you might be able to review zese halls are never empty and tell me vhere I have screwed up, because I truly believe I have screwed up in many many places.
Plus you're the only one not scared to tell me it's shit :P
Haha, ahhh yes I guess so! It would be sort of flattering to have a stalker but I think slightly more scary to be honest. And yes, I think it is illegal....
Can you stop?
The world isn't ready for Skittles yet. The world isn't ready for the damage.
And I'm being selfish, but i'm not the only one. Tonight I dine alone, and tonight I bleed. Because things close to me love to inch away.
If I asked you to stop, you'd bottle it away, but you feel the inches too. You're not alone, but even as a comfort, especially as one, such a truth seems faux. I'm not god, but I am a friend, I am a sister no matter what denying is done.
We Are not alone, we will never be alone and I know it feels that way, but
It
Is
Not
So.
I just want this to end, and I just want you to feel theblood pulsing again. I cannot stand by while people lecture their learns without feeling the lessons themselves. This is an hour, a day, a month, a year, a decade AND IT IS YOURS. For YOUR sake, take it, twist it, bite its fucking head off.
Haha, yeah I'm pretty much as spasmodic as a person can get. And no I didn't think you were stalking me, I just thought you were nice:) How would that be a good thing exactly?
Oh wow! Thanks so much for the photo comment! I really doubt you would die if you met me - at least I hope not. I probably look like ugly looking in real life! Haha. But, I'm really flattered you took the time to write that.
And trust me I'm pretty spasmodic myself so I'm sure I'd feel perfectly comfortable!xo
And the key to this statement is before the initial comma.
One can be the grapple of sustaining knowledge, and one can be the pushing daisy to understanding. The former can retain their knowledge, but what is lacking is the experience needed to know where that knowledge lands.
The latter never had the need for the knowledge, for their lives give it if they live it.
There is a pathway filled with smiles.
The only problem with it is that it is swerving horribly, trying to find its missing piece.
Once, there were three sisters.
They were not the only ones of their kind, of course.
The family was large and filled with its own bloodshed.
The three sisters were special, myths.
They should never have been born, never existed.
Because of their rarity, the family decided to test them when the
time were to be right. The girls did not disappoint.
Once exiled, neither of them were allowed to retain the memory of their past.
Two were cursed with hell, the other with ignorance. Many eras slithered by, a
plan decorating hidden malice.
The girls, still unknowing, tread through the surrounding nothingness for these
eras, until one day, when the second sister found a modification called
"evolution"
that altered the amount of conscious levels her brain had.
Suddenly, torn limb from limb, her conscious extended into the levels
Presented in the galaxy at the centre of the universe.
Her decision of interlinking the existent universes, which are stacked one on
the other, was considered disasterous. The elder sister grappled the remaining
stars and unleashed herself at the second sister. By this point, the youngest
sister had been long gone, though the elder did not care because she hated
the youngest.
With the universe restored, the eldest returned to her most western galaxy,
renamed the "swentschlich", something the second sister loathed.
Many millenium seem to pass before the toll of destruction reins the eldest.
Her chaos redeemed itself, and her mind of maternity slipped and fell into the
hands of the other two sisters. The second sister attempted to control it, but
she was not meant for it. This was indeed the year she began snapping,
something she had never learned of. Her grip was loosened.
The third sister indeed had plans, but her ability to escape her containment
was nonexistent.
The second sister had no full way of stopping the nearing destruction of life for
all, but she tried to asphyxiate it, make it catotonic and stop the murder. But
what she didn't realize was that she was totally useless and dumb.
Yes, I have noticed there are some very nice people here too. :)
I don't think I'll take the private road anyway, then I cannot meet new people, and I won't have any mates here, and... That would suck :/
haha Yes, I suppose it can be appealing sometimes...
Ah, copy and paste saves lives dude. :)
Anyway, I am fine I suppose. Just listening to music and such, the usual.
"Comment raped". . . Does not sound very appealing :/ And I surely do not want anyone to "flock, choke, and wither" haha.
Anyway around it?