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The darkness making it's way for you...

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About Me

Welcome...
To my page...
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Do you smile because you are happy or because you don't want people to know that you are hurting?

You hide behind a smile!!
You put on a mask because you are so broken and you don't know what people will think. You like to be someone differen't around other people because it gives you a chance to escape you pain. When you get the chance to be alone you burst into the same broken cries that you are always dealing with. You want to be okay more then anything!! Her feelings she hides, her dreams she can't find, she's falling behind, she can't find her place, she's looseinf her faith, she's all over the place. That is how you feel alot of the time.
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What Kind Of Morbid Are You?(Pics+Plz Rate)

Psycho Morbid
Your biggest dream is to kill. It's on your mind 24/7. Everything reminds you of murder. You're a modern day Jack The Ripper.
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Hello, and, welcome to my page.
I'm so glad you could make it...
There isn't much about myself to say, except, I'm soft spoken, shy... I am dark, morbid... I cut... And, yes... That's it. As you can see, I am a.. VERY dark person... I love anime and manga... And, I love videogames... I spend all of my time in my room, locked up, except when I'm at school or work... I live pretty much on my own.. Just have a room-mate... Uhm, that's about it...

My Blog

Ctrl + Alt + Delete

Buy a computer. Get online. The era is waiting. Get with the times. Enter King Cyberspace, Armed with the net. One swing at your mind, And now you're his pet. He calls, so obey. Go click on your link....
Posted by on Fri, 08 Sep 2006 00:58:00 GMT

Roses are dead...

Roses are dead. The violets just die. One selfish rotting devastating lie. Ripped from my chest. Blood on the floor. A love in the sun is now no more. The weed is growing thick. Wrapped round my throa...
Posted by on Mon, 23 Jan 2006 14:57:00 GMT