

Holding On To My HeartAs i lay in my bed... wanting to hold you some more, the scent of you fades away into the darkness like a distant star in the sky, i think of what went right and what went wrong. whose to say we really know whats right and wrong in love. i certainly know i dont know whats right anymore... But all i know is when you walked out of the door earilier that evening i knew that was the last time i would see you. I would never again put my hand through your soft chocolate hair that always smelled diffrent as the days past. I knew i would never get to look into those brown windows into your heart and see the real you.... But then again isntHolding On To My Heart


Red Fishnet StockingShe holds her body close to her, curled up like a kitten who is hiding from her abusive master in a bed filled with an ocean of tears. The voices of her insecurities drown her to the point of no return. Even if she trys to swim out, nothing can save her from drowning in the sorrow and hate that fills her mind. The blood coming from her newly slashed arms drench her flame blankets wile she ignores the pain. She is to numb now to feel the lines of red that are now a perminate reminder of her "lack of judgement". She can feel nothing but now but her heart ripping into a thousand bloody peices, only to be burned and become ashes. "TheRed Fishnet Stocking


In His ArmsIn his arms I stay,In His Arms
Protection from my fears,
Keeping me out of harms way.
Under his wings i feel that no one can hurt me,
No matter what they do, or what they say.
He shields me with his love, protecting me from the outside.
Telling me "Dont worry baby, there's no reason to hide."
With every second that i lay with him there,
The feeling of love floats up in the air.
When he holds me so close and tight,
I get the feeling,
That everything is going to be all right,
Just as long as i sta
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"It is not by my hand that I am once again given flesh. I was called here by HUMANS who wish to pay ME tribute."
"Tribute!?! you steal mens souls and make them your slave!"
"Perhaps the same could be said of all religion."
-Dracula to Richter B.
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"Make every day an adventure. . ."
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"These villagers here, they conspire to infuriate me!" Stan: Okage Shadow King
No, madam. That is rather polite of me. It would have been rude of me to say that there is a circle of Hell reserved for teachers like Miss Smith. Susan: Thief of Time
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5x2 + 2xz2 + 5y6 + 15y4 + 5z2 = 15y5 + 5y3
That's what I'm waiting for.
Alla himlens orglar skulle varit för oss...
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This is not war. This is PEST CONTROL!!!!
Icon made by and connects to ~tsumeuchiha
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"It is not by my hand that I am once again given flesh. I was called here by HUMANS who wish to pay ME tribute."
"Tribute!?! you steal mens souls and make them your slave!"
"Perhaps the same could be said of all religion."
-Dracula to Richter B.
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