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About Me

My real name is Brenda
I do Architecture at uni.
I like games
I like smart people
i DoNt LiK pEopLe wHo Rite Lik DiS
It hurts my eyes
I think intellegence is extremely attractive
i hate everything i love
I am never satisfied
i don't like general people, generally
Myspace is okay
You are all pixels to me
I do not live life to it's fullest, i wish i knew how
i miss
I feel way too much
or i don't feel at all
Gaara pwns
Sense of humour is very important
Sorry if i don't reply back
But do take the hint
Dont add me and not talk
I do enjoy interesting people
you are welcome for the add
I like animals
I don't have many people i care about
My life is not depressing,
It is great.
- Kindness only comes when you give kindness, if you look at others with pitifulness, then that's all you will ever be. In Darkness.-Johnny Depp owes me Child support.

My Interests

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My Haunting
The air is burning reiteratively
Kissing the tips of my lips, dripping
Esscence of the familiar blood-bathed tulips
A taste of the bitter crawling
Drenching into the cornors of my eye
This is my haunting
The cold laughtesr of my mind
Compelled itself to mouth sweet lullabies
Tearing the truth in-between
This is my emotions
He draines away-under the rusted tap
Wrapped around the whispery red-like
The explosured flesh.
There is no more tears
When he lays me down gently
Slowly shedding away my clothes with
Those familiar sissorcs
The blunt tips snapes on my skin.
The trail escapes me, and runs up-
To the crystals on his cufflings.
This is my body
Where he lays his creative eyes
The dazzling pupils meets mine-while
He plants down his sculple slicing-
From my belly upto my chest.Cutting
Through the usual path.
Blood gently sprinkles over his delicate
Fingers.
As he cleans them
I see.
The purple night has kissed itself away
The trees begin to fall while
the darkness blanketed
The fallen , As a wave of demonic
groans creaks through
The creature inside.
This is my haunting
But I feel no-more, when his elegance embraces
Through my wounds.
When his gloves picks at my flesh,
Bursting my veins-spilling his creations over us.
I watched the sky swallow itself
Smelling the burning flesh. I feel nothing.
I see nothing, but his beautiful hands.
Slicing and peeling me apart.
The art of desire.
I have no fear, No sanity and
No emotions
But a gentle love, I devote
To my demon inside-Controlling
And mastering him, as he sows me back together
I plead for more.

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Heroes:

my "mario brothers" brothers