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Love: As I know it to be I love you I loved you It came It went Its here I loved you for three weeks Then I fell in love with your best friend I couldn't help it It was love Love that invaded me Made me insincere Made me ready to lie at a moments notice You asked if I wanted to break up I said no I loved you I love himI want him I want to be with him You asked if anything was wrong I said no At the party I was wrapped in your arms He was seated across from us Pretending not to look at me Aware of me the whole time He got up to get another drink I followed him Wrapped my arms around him from behind Breathed in the

he's wearing red he's dressed head to toe in red whats up with that? he looks cute though do you... see me feel me touch me heal me i want you weird "he have goodness now. God forbid i keep it from him" -Elizabeth Proctor in other words i love you two more nights then i'll go on my first date anyone there you...are i hate goths who... the fake goths fuck all goths that's a mean thing to say can anybody want anybody and me someone to love me but you're ugly i don't like you why would you think i'm ugly? i have special powers even if i don't know you, i know you're ugly i wanna be a spy WAR!WAR!WAR! kill iraqi

she  kissed  me  then i kissed him while  he thought of  her he displays dismay while  we're together he  thinks  of  them being  apart i  love him he wants her possibly loves her has her picture  as a wallpaper on his  cell phone he only wants to sleep  with me he  wants her for  life or   maybe   just  for  now or maybe because he  can't have   her i happen to know that she  wants  me  more same way as i  want  him he  doesn't know what  i  know what   i  seem    to    know what   i   seem  to   want won't  ever   be   mine what   i  want to know  is this how can  anyone  possibly  want  me how can i never  get what  i

the fingers fingers have been maimed fingers have been chewed to numb blood spurts forth from her nail rising up forming a smooth round bubble it spills over runs down the nail forming an outline pick through it pulling at the flesh past the blood yanking the skin back unaware of pain dried blood sketches the outline of the nail

i love you but i swear... if i could get away with killing you i'd try to your humor is obnoxious you never wash your hair and you spend more time skating then you do with me i should leave you but... i can't i don't want to i like the fact that when you talk to me you look at my face and not my chest i like that when i think you've forgotten about me, you put roses in my locker i hate that i like that i think of you at all times that's not a good thing i shouldn't be this interested i'm a young beautiful girl so why do i jump for the phone answer on the first ring hoping it'll be you why do i spend my time onine IM-ing