

FlyingFlyingFlying
Atop the cliff, There he stands, Leaning against the wind, Blood in his hands.
The wind does not, Dry the tears, That streak his face, As he faces his fears.
Maybe it’s the pills, Already working their spell, There just to make sure, He leaves this hell.
Maybe it’s through, All the lost blood, Flowing out his wrists, Turning the ground to mud.
But as he steps forward, And gravity takes hold, He thinks no more, And forgets what he’s been told.
Falling feels like flying, &
how goes it studying at the 4th table up from high table in the dining room?
yes...i am stalking you.
mwhahaha!
no, i'm just your neighbout at residence.
too close quarters not to notice things.
SMILE!
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bisous.
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Proud to be a member of *dapride.
"Remember that death is not the end, but only a transition..." - Dream Theater
Merry Christmas, you awesome chicka, you!
You'll never guess what I found today! Those christmas cards you made me back in our TSA days! I have 'em on my desk right now! Can't bare to part with these little momentos! Hehe
Anyway, I'm calling you as soon as we should both have some free time and we're doing something! (are you by chance... free on new years eve? 8D)
SO ANYWAY! I hope you have an incredible holidays! I miss you tonnes! Take care, stay happy, healthy and safe! LOVE YA! ;D
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M' Girls:
*Sakuranbo-Ai & ~torturebunni
Yes for doing something
Not free NYE unfortunately, but you have a happy new year, and good luck for 2007
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Can't talk. Eating brains
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