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I'm a poet of no account.A singer of some degree.
A friend of some amount.
I'm most of all, me.
They can never get along
My crazy family
If you cannot sing along
Then I have no use for thee.
Last Login: 10/23/2009 9:32 pm
Registered: 11/23/2005
Gender: Male
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I don't even know when I'm awake anymore.[/color:6945856701][/align:6945856701]
Be still your beating heart, you'll just have to keep on beating it tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Pick up the pieces of your broken life and get over it.
This is my concerned face. :D
You asked me to listen, you never asked me to care.
You asked me to listen. Caring cost extra.
It is, as you say, not my problem.
Street rat/Aristocrat
Half of me is all about apathy
The other half, just doesn't care
You call me a cold calculating b*****d.
I say that's the most apt I've ever seen you.
It isn't a matter of whether abortion kills humans or not. The question is: how many of those aborted babies did you really want existing?
If your life was actaully worth killing yourself over, you wouldn't be 'contemplating' suicide, you'd be dead.
I think therefore I am... Already beyond you
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Though if you showed stomach I think I might die.
The best part is you won't do it spite me. I WIN!
C'est bien?
I'd turn around, but I'm DUO.
it just needs to be more forboding and harsh. Oh and more black-and white.
Some apples too. But the wing thing is pretty awesome. AYYY YYIII YII I'm your little butterfly.
Kiki :;snicker::