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Looks-Dark Blondeish brown hair, short, emerald green eyes, and tan.
Type of guys I like- Skate, Skater hair, Dark hair, blue or green eyes, taller than me, like scream o.
Live in- Ilive in Berlin, Germany
Fav color-Black
Music-Everything except jazz.
I am emo. Get over it. I am apart of the organization "To Write Love On Her Arms" I do suffer from Self Injury, Depression, And Suicdel...
The point is you'll either love or hate me I dont care if you got a problem with me say it my face. If you talk about me behind my back Ill ******** put you in the hospital. Haha Im so violent but I learnd to take of myself when living with a brother who fights with you alot.. so yea..
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Renee</3

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You were made to love and be loved :)

Sometimes..life doesnt go your way.

My heart was taken by you... broken by you... and now it is in pieces because of you. A million words would not bring you back, I know because I've tried, neither would a million tears, I know I've cried. This time it's over I'm keeping my heart, I'm gonna be strong and not fall apart... it'll get better, I'll no longer cry... in a couple of weeks I won't want to die, I won't want to go back. I'll be able to sleep, it won't hurt so bad and it won't hurt so deep! Walk home drowning these memories in the rain biting my lip to transfer this pain, your gone and I'm still going through withdrawals, next time around I'll build a stronger wall. I walk alone in the rain...so that no one will know im crying. What do you do when the only person who can stop your tears is the one making you cry. You asked me whats wrong I smiled and said nothing. You turned around and tear came down my face and I whispered to myself...everything is... I cut to prove to you that you are not the only one that can hurt me. wish I saved all the tears I cried for you so I could ******** drown you in them. Sometimes I love you, Sometimes you make me blue, Sometimes I feel good, At times I feel used. Loving you darling makes me so confused. Do you want to know what my problem is? I will tell you what my problem is, I LOVE YOU I love your name, I love the way you look at me, I love your gorgeous smile, I love the way you walk, I love your beautiful eyes, I love what you look like when you are asleep, I love the sound of your laugh, to hear your voice fills my entire heart with an indescribable feeling. I love the way I can be having the worst day of my life and seeing you completely changes my mood. I love how when you touch me I get weak, that is my problem... Sometimes I hope we're still friends when I get married. I hope that I'll invite you to the wedding and you'll come. Then you'll see me as the happiest girl in the world. You'll see me with a guy that treats me right and loves me more than himself. You'll see all that you could've had and you'll regret letting me go. But the thing that I want you to see the most is that I survived without you. You know what? You should break up with me for her. You should go out with anyone your heart desires because, eventually, I know what will happen. See, you're gonna be with all those other girls, but none of those girls are gonna be like me. I'm different than all of them. You're going to realize that I'm the one you're meant for and you're going to come back to me. So sure, break up with me now, but I'm telling you, you'll be back. You'll be back when you realize that you broke up with the one girl who was meant to be with you. But see, the thing is, you just better hope the girl is still there. I don't think I ever felt that good and that bad at the same time in my life. Sometimes I may hate you, but I'll always love you. I have been thinking a lot about growing up, and all of the relationships and broken hearts we go through. I always wonder how many times I said "I love you" to someone and knew I didn’t mean it. It makes me think about all of the people that have said they love me and didn’t mean it as well, and I get really pissed off, because I hate when people lie. I mean, if they were lying to get in my pants, that is one thing, but just for the sake of dragging this heart through the mud. I don’t think anyone has ever used me for my body, and that really, really hurts. It really does. I want to be a booty call. Isn’t that what we all want out of life; to be someone’s "go to" sex slave? I forgot what I was talking about. Oh yeah, Love. Love sucks. Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.