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<center><b><big><big>Straightforward, fuck the bullshit.</big></b>
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<center>Never love anything too much, eventually it will disappoint you.
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<center>Ahoy!
<center>I’m swell, thanks for asking.
<center>Why yes, I am <b>taken</b> so dont hit on me.
<center>Your welcome for the add.
<center>No i will not whore you because <center>your in desperate need for friends :)
<center>I para. Just not with you. one liners are cool though.
<center>Thanks love, I like my profile too.
<center>I love best friends too, but you <center>have to earn it, silly.
<center><b>d0 n0T TaLk LiK3 d1$ 2 m3, iT$ aNN0Y1nG & eMbArRaS$iNg.<b>
<center>i’ll just ignore you (:
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I realize how much I have went through just to be who I want to be. While living in a place like this, It’s not easy. I cannot stand people that try to stay inside the “normal” box. Be you. Wake up every day, and let yourself look however you want to look. It’s your life, and it’s your body. People that knew me over a year ago have no right to tell me they still know me. Guess what? you don’t. I’m a completely different human being now. I’m proud of myself. Doing what others never would have done at my young age. I always did the things everyone was scared to. And I love myself for that. I LOVE being the different looking one in a crowd. The random adventures into public is always fun as well. My friends know this, I do get alot of glances. Reactions from people like that is the fuel inside me to keep going, and do what I want to myself. Some people think I’m an eye catcher, but I don’t see it. Almost everyone in this town knows me, but I wouldn’t change that for anything. I enjoy music and art more than anything. Yes, I still play yugioh. I’m a little kid at heart, and I’m goofy as hell. I write people off as soon as I start to realize I can live without them. It may be mean to you, but to me it’s a defense I guess for what I’m going to have to deal with if they stick around. I have best friends, but they’ve earned it. I also know with all of my heart and soul that they would honestly never do anything to put me in harm or ruin our relationship. My Sister is honestly my biggest supporter, and I know she thinks I’m cool. :3 She would love me for whatever decision I make. Shes always been there every single day and she always will be.
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I love my life, and I’m grateful for every single piece of it.
<center>I’m up for a conversation, so send me a comment.
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People <font color=”red”>destroyed</font> who i once was, so don’t expect me to be all that welcoming.
<b>Don’t</b> count on us being friends, or you gaining my trust; and i won’t count on you caring about any of it in the first place.
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<p><div align=”right”><font color=”red”>We die 2012.</font></div>
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i know you’ll probably never read this, which is fine. i understand where you were coming from and i’m not mad at you, at all. i miss you though, a lot. if you ever need to talk, i am here. if you don’t want to talk, i’ll wait until you do and if you never, well i guess that’s what i deserve. i think you’re beautiful and amazing and i’m so sorry i did an awful job at showing it. No matter what; i still love you.
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do, do w/e you need to do. break my heart and leave. i’ve never been alone. so i guess i’ll finally know what’s like. what my life is like. and we question our selfs was it really love if it wasn’t then why does it hurt so much. i’m sorry you don’t know how lovely you are i had to find you, tell you i need you. tell me your secrets, and ask me your questions. oh let’s go back to the start running in circles. nobody said it was easy. and i lie to myself was it really really love but it was that’s why it hurt so much. and no one knows you’ll be okayi f this is the way it has to be. you’ll be better off this way and no one knows i will be just finebut not for now and not so soon just give me some time. waiting for something to start i never thought life could tear me apart this way it’s just a phase that i’m going through i’ve done it all and it’s all that i can do you say you could save the world for me i knew i’d ruin it all too easy. you can say it’s just a broken dream. you can pretend you know how much it means. to fight for something and lose it all. to realize that you’re up against a wall. tell me what i need to hear my dear. i’ll be alright and everything will begin to clear. at least it can’t get any worse. if i could fight long enough i could break this. but again i slip and fall .losing what i can’t replace. i don’t know what i was doing before. but i just can’t take this bullshit anymore. someone’s keeping score. just let me start again ‘cause it feels like a nightmare to me. and im waking to this amazing end. if its the only way i see. just let me start again
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<center>”Let’s not wait, Let’s love right now.”
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<center>There’s this boy named Kellin Divine, and he has the best of me.
<center>2/14/2012
<p>i cant even explain how much you mean to me. im so glad i found someone as amazing as you, who knows exactly how to make me smile from inside out. we made some amazing plans together for the future and i cant wait til it all happens. all these hoes that hit on you better back off cuz your mine and nothing will ever change that.
when i first met you i was like wow, he is one awesome guy. when we first hung out i was so shy. when you first told me you liked me i was blushing. words cant describe how much you mean to me. your the one that i want and the one that i need. the way you make me feel is like unbelievable. your everything i could possibly ask for and more. i couldn’t imagine my life without you. i love how when were together, you only pay attention to me. i get butterflies in my tummy everytime we talk. when you hold me, tell me you love me, and then kiss me i get even more butterflies. you are the best bestfriend any boy could ever have. im so lucky to have you in my life, i really am. you and i both have our differences but that still doesnt stop us from loving one in other. you have the key to my heart. im commited to you and only you. theres no one else id rather spend the rest of my life with rather then you. Ill wait for you as long as i need too. i love you from bottom of my heart Ralph and thats how it always will be.
<p> I’ve never been real good at finding the right words to express myself, because I either end up sounding too snooty or too depressing. Everyone sees themselves from a different perspective, so no matter what words I use, you’ll never see me the way I do. The question is, how do I see myself?
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i’m a big ball of contradictions intertwined as one
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TH E R E A R E T W O S I D E S T O E V E R Y S T O R Y
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The duty of youth is to challenge corruption.
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<p><b><big>If anyone steals my shit, i kill.</b></big>
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JUST SO WE ARE CLEAR, I WON’T WHORE YOU IF YOU ASK. ALSO, I DON’T CARE TO BE YOU’RE BEST FRIEND. THANK YOU.</font>
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The older I get, the more I realize the way I view myself greatly differs from how others view me. Even though throughout school I have learned to judge people as little as possible, I sometimes lose track that not everyone is on the same page as me. I do have a harsh exterior. I go to school with primarily rich preppy kids and lets face it, I am far from that. I would not go as far as saying that I am a complete alien but I am definitely not a clone like most. I know I am not made out to be that great of a person by others, but I am really not that bad. I know the barriers I have created for myself and who I am. I hope one day I will do a better job at correctly portraying myself, but for now this is all.
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You were faceless. You were one of the many who have touched me without my consent, quite possibly because I could not stop you, because I was weak. I hated myself for being weak. I hated myself for not fighting, for laying unmoving while you destroyed me. You make me want to die. You make me want to rub my skin raw because I feel dirty and used and hateful. You make me want to shove a finger down my throat until I can get the lump out, until I can get you out of my system. But no matter how many times I made myself sick, I was incapable of forgetting the touch of your hands, the malice beneath your fingers. You make me believe that the world is an ugly place
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Someone of peace, I absolutely hate fighting and awkward situations, haters gonna hate. I still do the things you forgot to do a long time ago. I’m bi. Plain and simple. and I dont give a fuck about your opinions. I live in a garage room on the outside of my house. I love it, its my little hiding place i guess. If you asked me a year ago, I would not be with the people I am with today, I would’nt be putting the shit on my ipod I do now, I’ve grown up so much so fast, and I’m fucking happy I did so. I’m pretty clueless where my life is going to head next, or where I’m going to finish it. The future does not really concern me that much. I do me, and doing so has made me very happy. I can be an ass, but not most of the time. Get to know me before running your mouth. Friends keep me going every single day. Please don’t mess with them. They are my everything.
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Oh, & I think I’m pretty cool.
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i really don’t get love. it’s a confusing thing. but in movies and all those wonderful fantasy kinds of love, it’s perfect. love isn’t predictable. you really don’t know when it’s going to catch you and grab you by the hand and expect everything to go smooth. love takes two and believe it or not, you’re significant other is scared shit less just like you. him/her you/me we don’t know were it’s gonna take us. how far. love isn’t a plan you can’t plan things in love. it’s a messy thing. it’s interesting and fun. we have to put so much into it just so it wont hurt us. it’s trusting the other person with your heart. and letting them hold it in their hands and trusting them not to feed to dogs, who will savagely attack it and rib it apart. you’ll be luck if you manage to get all of it back together and even more if someone else helps you. love is a two person deal. without the other it isn’t one whole and that’s what makes the difference once you’ve found your other half. and you’re sure it’s them and you’re sure you want to spend your life with them. they love you for you. they put up with all those pouts and mood swings that you throw at them without a warning. they put up with all that is wrong with you, but they just can’t see it, ‘cause to their eyes you’re perfect to them. no matter what anyone says. love is gonna be following you everywhere you go. you really expect it to be easy but it’s not it’s just what makes love a whole lot better. love isn’t about picking up a flower, plucking out every single petal, and saying “they love me, they love me not.” and be happy if you end up saying “they love me.” and go by it everyday ‘cause it’s better to be fully happy with someone else then just by your self and keep thinking that, ‘cause love isn’t just about finding your self but finding someone else who loves you for you.
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<center><div align=”right”>aim; youthwastedontheyoung</div>
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In my honest opinion, dubstep sucks, Disney movies are for children, Harry Potter is overrated, and everyone is just a modified version of everyone else. I don’t believe in conformism.
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<b>Don’t think just because you have read all the shit I put on here that you know me. I have been alive for 17 years and I still don’t know myself. </b>
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I hate that i take things so seriously, and the littlest of things annoys me. I hate that i pay so much attention to the things i shouldnt and ignore the things that mean the most to me.
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as if not talking to you was easy. as if i never thought about you in the day. as if i could just change everything day to day. as if i could take everything back as if it never, ever happened. as if i was just your entertainment. maybe i was. as if this was just a game for two that I ended up losing, everything that i was hoping for at the end. as if it was easy for me to forget you in a blink of an eye. as if i could completely and entirely not think about you at all. as if i could go back and be with you and only with you. as if i could make everything better just like the way it was before. well i can’t do that. but i’m trying. but you, you don’t seem like you are. when i talk to you it seems as if you don’t wanna talk to me. just say i don’t wanna talk to you anymore, leave me alone. you know that’s all you have to say. that’s all you have to say. and I will leave you alone, never talk to you again. never ask you one question. never tell you i love you, again. it will be as if you never met me. as if i never talked to you, as if i never said i love you too. as if none of this ever meant something to me or you. as if none of this ever mattered to either of us. if that’s what you want just tell me. that’s all you have to do. and<BR>
<center>i’ll leave you alone forever.
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that’s what you fucking are. just another boy. yeah you’re one in a million but, i’m tired of spilling my heart to you when i’m not gonna get anything back in return. i’m tired of apologizing to you. when you’re not even gonna accept them. i’m tired of chasing after you. you yourself can keep running, ‘cause i’m not. and you yourself said you didn’t want to be just another boy for me. but guess what YOU made YOURSELF just another fucking boy in my fucking life. is that what you wanted. to be just another boy. well there you have it. your just another fucking boy in my life. congratulations there you fucking have it. just one more fucking boy in my life. what more can i say.
<center>you’re just another boy.
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im not conceited, im confident. im not a supermodel nor am i perfect but i am the best i can be and thats all ill ever be. im generally a nice person even tho people consider me as a dick when im actually being real. im known for being brutually honest but im not gonna sit here and lie or try to soften up the truth.
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<center><b>i will be straight up honest, truth hurts. deal with it.</b>
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i look at little 13-15 year old girls with gigantic hair, calling themselves “”scene”“, raving about music they dont even listen to and i laugh because you youngins have no idea how pathetic you look because labels are for dumbasses. im not a needy person nor am i a follower.
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i make my own group and follow my own path even if im doing it alone. im the type that will argue in a room full of 100 people arguing againts me. i do NOT have a tollerance for people who try to be buff and mess with your personal life when they only know OF you and you will get bitch slapped.
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this isnt drama class so shut your damn mouth before i shut it for you. im never blinded by “”love”” so dont bother trying to play me cuz you will get outplayed. i dont let anyone ever tell me what to do. ill do whatever i feel like doing and it will be none of your business. in my life family comes first.