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About Me

Bueno. There was a lot of speculation about my last about me so i decided to change it. Hi my names Reanna, and all in all i am a fucking loser. I dont have a lot of friends because i am a bitch and most people cant handle how blunt i am. I have had a lot of petty fights but the worse one was about unzipping a fucking sweater. Please take note guys "DO NOT UNZIP A MAN'S SWEATER IT IS HIS ARMOR" lol i am probably going to get the shit get kicked out of me for that last comment. Anyways like i have said before i was adopted by the most psychoist bitch in all the land, thank god i dont live with her anymore. And the party is still on when she dies, and there will still be shots for everyone. Along with free zippers for your jackets. HAHA! I come from a family of crackheads and surprisingly i havent turned out to be one. Well kinda, lol not really. I am graduating this year Yay! i whole fucking year early because i am a super genius and because my shit stinks much better then yours. In my spare time i go on walks in the desert and complain about how bad i need to take a shit. I pick my nose, brush my teeth, cuss and pretend like i can whoop your ass a chess. I wear three rings on each finger and my nickname is either re_anal or tits mcgee. Fucking classic eh? Alot of guys have seem to have started hitting on me and i want you to know that i will not have sex with you. OR whatever else is going through your nasty head. If there is anything else you want to know ASK YOUR ASSHOLE CAUSE YOU WILL GET SHITTY ANSWERS (a special thanks to dani's bro for that last sentence.) In the Words of the infamous Re_anal "ITS BLACK THERE!"Layout made by x3hynalocax3 at CreateBlog.com .

My Interests

I'd like to meet:

SO the story goes, this one is just the same. The drinks began to flow, he says this love is just a game, to me its the real thing, and i dont want to let you go. So i say to him pour the shot cause i feel fine, yeah i'm just fine. So i drink, tak this shot, its all i need to kill the burn in my heart. Yeah in my heart. for what he doesn't know, is that the pain inside me scares me, drinking by myself constantly i dont want to let you go tonight.

ON MY OWN.

Small, simple, safe price. Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets. This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals. And I am not afraid to die. I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight. I want the pain of payment. What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts. Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks. Would you be my little cut? Would you be my thousand fucks? And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid. To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts. My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter. I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart. Love is not like anything. Especially a fucking knife.

My Blog

silent.

It must be my mindI'm living in,Hiding behindthe grey within.Asking myself "what do you feel?"Most of the timeI don't feel real.I'm just stone-faced outside.Silent-SufferingI don't want to choke,I cho...
Posted by on Wed, 14 Jun 2006 21:02:00 GMT