

Nothing Matters AnymoreAlive? She arose, delicately, mournfully,Nothing Matters Anymore
Off the bloodstained, unforgiving earth. Her soul was numb, uncaring. It housed hatred and contempt,
Nothing more than an iron cage, Nothing more. Nothing more.
She did not care for her beauty, Her ivory skin unblemished as moonlight, Her raven hair cascading upon her nearly exposed chest. All four of the boys had called on her at least once at Valentines Day Vain hopes high that they would shower her with false gifts and promises. To make her laugh, to cry To be their pretty little puppet. She smi
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~Todo lo que somos es el resultado de lo que pensamos...
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96% of all deviants have made-up percentages in their signatures, if you are one of the 4% who think statistics are stupid, paste this into your sig.
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-"bring it on!!"
-"consider it brought!!"
thanks for your comment
courage!! the life is good
(for all you elven-impaired it means "hi"...) It's been a couple days after Valentine's Day and hearts are all over the world
So I now know a new fact of life:
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