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Don't ever come back to me. You're better off thinking you did the right thing leaving me.

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xXMinetteXx Report | 12/09/2013 8:52 am
xXMinetteXx
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Lady of the endless night Report | 02/20/2013 8:26 pm
Lady of the endless night
No we haven't met, I just like making new friends from time to time.
icelandic spleen Report | 02/20/2013 7:13 pm
icelandic spleen
I'm sorry. : (
I was moving (finally have a place of my own ^^)
Of course I didn't have the internet for a while and moving really takes a lot of time..
But after this weekend I'll be online more.
I miss talking to you too.
xXMinetteXx Report | 09/12/2012 7:34 pm
xXMinetteXx
( >n< wink But chocolate takes the pain away! Like alcohol... only with less liver damage ( ^u^)

What about a cookie? Or a cupcake? ( >^u^)>0
xXMinetteXx Report | 09/12/2012 9:51 am
xXMinetteXx
OnO

I'm ....I'm sorry!!

-applies ointment on and gives chocolates and candy-
xXMinetteXx Report | 09/12/2012 9:47 am
xXMinetteXx
This dork has missed you much too.

...... -tackleglomp-
xXMinetteXx Report | 07/09/2012 7:23 am
xXMinetteXx
-sigh- You're still a dork, Trav.

Can I have a hug, please?
xXMinetteXx Report | 07/08/2012 2:44 am
xXMinetteXx
Ah, that particular comment. I apologise if that wasn't what you wanted to hear.

And I apologise in advance for this comment too. I'm just being surly and mean to you.


xXMinetteXx Report | 07/08/2012 2:42 am
xXMinetteXx
...I've forgotten what I sent you and your profile won't let me view my comment. >.>
Wynter Lunarius Report | 07/04/2012 9:28 am
Wynter Lunarius
Ah, I see.

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Truly, ******** the world for all its worth, every inch of planet earth, ******** myself don't leave me out

There are no secrets in life, just hidden truths, that lie beneath the surface

Blood Never Lies.

People fake a lot of human interactions, but I feel like I fake them all, and I fake them very well.

I really do need to stab something

Blood. Sometimes it sets my teeth on edge, other times it helps me control the chaos

Keeping the truth from the people closest to you is how you’ll survive, and how you’ll protect them if anything ever goes wrong

I just know there’s something dark in me and I hide it. I certainly don’t talk about it, but it’s there always, this Dark Passenger. And when he’s driving, I feel alive, half sick with the thrill of complete wrongness. I don’t fight him, I don’t want to. He’s all I’ve got. Nothing else could love me, not even… especially not me. Or is that just a lie the Dark Passenger tells me? Because lately there are these moments when I feel connected to something else… someone. It’s like the mask is slipping and things… people… who never mattered before are suddenly starting to matter. It scares the hell out of me

I am a monument to all of your sins.

What ever kept me going, kept me alive, it's gone today.

It's funny how everyone can be so concerned with such miniscule <a title="Click to Continue > by Browse to Save" id="_GPLITA_2" style="text-decoration:underline" href="#" in_rurl="http://i.trkjmp.com/click?v=VVM6MzEwMDI6NDpwcm9ibGVtczo2MjIyMDMwMzVhZjk0MjE2MzgyOWM2N2U4NzRmNTc1MTp6LTExODgtMTUyMjc6d3d3LmdhaWFvbmxpbmUuY29tOjI4MjM3OmUyYzdjOGI2MDFiOTMxNmFiZGRhMzdmZWY5ZjVmZThh">problems</a>, literally until their dieing breath. It's what makes death so exciting. You get to peer into peoples soul, soul that they wern't themselves aware of. You can get to know your best friend your entire life, but if you leave them with a stranger and have him watch your buddy die, he'll come out knowing more then you ever did. Maybe serial killers don't have a social anxiety, or detachment problem. Maybe they arn't socially inept like we all conclude. Maybe, they are the most social people of all.

Soul Mates

You were supposed to be much more then this. What happened? We could have been great together. We could have been the best. I still don't understand. I still love you. I still think about you every day. I still can't bring myself to say I'm sorry. I'm still convinced you hate me. Would it be appropriate to beg?

They say I'm cocky, and I say what!? It ain't braggin' mother ******** if you back it up.

So I waited by the phone, but the phone never rang, and I sang so loud so I wouldn't hear the bang. Well the bang never came and I never got the call. ******** it, thank you, I love you all! Some will say we are doomed to repeat, all our past mistakes. great. That's not me. Even if it was, I would always disagree. Because in the end I always get the better of me.

You were the biggest waste of my time. I should've ended things that night in August.

She kissed me back, but that doesn't mean she loves me. Loneliness drags on. Why can't she love me?

You were my mistake. For thinking you could be something more then you initially appeared to be. I am sorry. You will never be enough to fill this hole. I'm beginning to worry, this hole will consume us all. Have a nice life.

I'll always love you. I'm sorry I wasn't good enough. You're everything to me. I hope you find happiness.