 | In my own words
***Now all thats left of me, is what i pretend to be, so together but so broken up inside! :'(***
The wages of sin hold my heart hostage,
my mouth is still cruel,
my skin is in bondage,
my body is scarred
from lyrics i'v carved,
bruises i'v healed,
lips that i'v starved,
wounds i'v replaced,
with love and with hate,
the truth set me free,
but my faith was raped,
i'v broken my silence,
lied to myself,
spoken in violence,
been someone else,
screamed at my demons,
prayed to my gods,
begged for forgiveness,
my hands are still hot. |
The Meaning Of Life...
is to be happy, reach your goals and fulfill your dreams, oh and have sum fun along the way! |
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| | | Personal Stats Interests
drinking, dancing, did i say drinking? Makes me happy
the beach on a rainy day, waves are class! Makes me sad
liers, cheats Perfect Partner
you gives me flutterbys Bad habits
getting too involved, being jelouse!! Cigarettes
I smoke Alcohol
I like to get drunk Drugs
I use soft drugs Race
White / Caucasian Hair
longish, blondie/brown Eyes
Blue |
| Favourite Things Food
cucumber, chicago town pizzas Music
reel big fish, FFAF, taking back sunday TV Show
Family Guy Author
can't decide Movie
interview with the vampire, shawshank redemption Night Club / Bar
moda, polo, amigos, bamboo Animals
my pet pebble - Rocky!! Person
;-) <3 Place
inside ma head, no one can get there! Possession/Thing
poem book, mobile |
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