

My Loving MotherRed faced from anger, she stands over me, saying how I'm always wrong, how I'm supposed to be. How I am a screw up and can't do anything right. The words she says are dark, they leave me with no light. Her words are like knives, cutting my soul so deep, it keeps me awake at night, so I cannot sleep. As she screams at me, I try to block it out of my head, but the words come back echoing, they will haunt me till I'm dead.My Loving Mother


PatheticIt's really quite pathetic How easily humans break How easily people can die How much they cannot takePathetic
It's really quite pathetic How easily humans can be killed Lack of blood, lack of air Being burned or chilled
It's really quite surprising How this race somehow remains When we die, when we are killed, And despite our inner pains
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Homophobia is gay.
Heheheh. So shallow.
Are you and Denise talking?
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Homophobia is gay.
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"Boredom kills. It may not kill you but it certainly kills braincells."
-Me-
Well-behaved women seldom make history.
-Laurel Thatcher Ulrich-
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Hang on you,Twisted transistor ":. -:KoRn:-
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