Jenny: IntroductionJenny stretched her petit body to its full extent, kicking with her feet to get the tiredness out of her limbs. A big yawn sounded next to her as her little brother woke up from Jenny’s trampling. She grinned and got up on her knees, grabbing her pink-dotted pillow. With a loud thump she hit him on his head, and from under the pillow came a muffled squeal. Seconds later, they were rolling around the room in a big mass of sheets, bumping into furniture left and right. Suddenly, Jenny heard someone coming down the hallway, the loud sound of sandals on wood ringing in her flexible ears. She sneezed, nervous about this big day. When thJenny: Introduction
Each otherI don’t need your shoulder anymore, no more living in past realms of things that long faded into the stagnant pool of your deceit. Freed, that’s how I feel.Each other
Your boneless shackles drop to the ground and slither back into the dark holes they were born from.
Your soulless eyes, shining with a sapphire brilliance, they can’t hypnotize any longer.
Your body is now an old rug, worn, used and your feathers ruffled. And underneath the polyester stumps you are bare stripped naked, shallow and pitied.
I feel like t
I found my angelI found you in the open fields, Feathers everywhere, Your pretty face hidden beneath Your long and tear-streaked hair.I found my angel
A broken halo in your hands, I brought you right back home. I washed your hair and hid the tears Under lustful bubbling foam.
I wished for an eternity of Us being all we’d know, But wishing never really helps, I had to let you go.
I saw you leave and fly away On sunlit golden wings, You promised me you would return, We promised us so many things.
And now you sit right next to me, And haven
CasualtyI war You fightCasualty
He die We tell She cry
I think you might dye him purple we cry Her heart is given to those who fought For the man next to him, He died a hero.
Dry your gown and go to bed, The sun will never go down In his moistly smiling eyes, Staring blankly up to heaven While the troops march on.
Are you REALLY a scene kid?Are you interested in becoming a scene kid? All you need is; 1. To have absolutely no shame 2. Photoshop 3. Really colourful extensions 4. A black marker so you can draw leopard print on your hair extensions because of course anything leopard print is 'the sexx.' 5. No moral compass 6. Colourful skinny jeans! 7. A love of dinosaurs! 8. MYSPACE 9. A really hot scene name that everyone will know you by and see you in the street and say "ZOMFG IS THAT (ex) EVAEUPHORIC."Are you REALLY a scene kid?
-Do you have a myspace?
If you don't then you will NEVER, and I repeat, NEVER, gain
Burnout
Stuck
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Art is a lie that makes us realise truth
Pablo Picasso
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I like my sugar with coffee and cream.
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I like my sugar with coffee and cream.
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I like my sugar with coffee and cream.
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I like my sugar with coffee and cream.
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I like my sugar with coffee and cream.
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