P.S if you read this you have just wasted 40 seconds of you're life.
*CHEERS*


Hellbound -murderer- P.7You opened you’re eyes.You were laying in the middle of the queen size bed.You felt beside you with you’re arm.You didn’t find Chris there.You slowly swung you’re feet down to the floor and looking at the blood stained floor,you remembered the horrible day before.Sean was gone.You heard voices,you didn’t know from where.It didn’t sound like a tv..more like screams.You suddenly collapsed to the floor.*Please!!Dont!!* you heard you’re mothers voice.You heard a scream.*Nooo…*her voice faded...As you got up to you’re feet,you didn’t feel well.You felt like a part of you has been ripped out of you.Something happened..You didn’t know what…You enterHellbound -murderer- P.7


bloody suicide..as we go through our years, we remember the sins which came with our tears.bloody suicide..
our worthless attempts of suicide, never been right.
our lakes of blood spilt
with every new slip.
the razor which lies, on our dressers beside bed,
once served a way to stop
the pain which occured the day before.
finding the only way to end
our pouring tears,
was to start to pour sweet blood.
we wanted nothing but love.
we wanted nothing, but someone who can understand...
looking out our window,
oops....

Access...The bitter taste of me, It saturates my tongue, Again I'm left behind, In the shallows of my mind.Access...
My blood it bleeds, Before it even spews from me, My deeply cruel conception still unknown to me.
I seek my own undivination, My way to heaven unsupplied, The sign above those rusty gates, Access denied.
My life I am blind to still, I cannot hear nor can I feel, Yet where's the death I seek so long? The squalid truth beyond the con.
The life is drained, Where there is none there left, I plead that there will be no mor


SUICIDE, ALMOSTSHE HAD NO WHERE TO GOSUICIDE, ALMOST
NO ONE TO TURN TO
WHEN THINGS GOT ROUGH. SHE HAD NO ONE CLOSE
NO ONE TO TALK TO WHEN SHE GOT DEPRESSED. THE WORLD WAS AGAINST HER
NO ONE LOVED HER, IT SEEMED. SHE HAD BEEN LET DOWN TOO MANY TIMES TO COUNT. HER FRIENDS AND FAMILY
SEEMED TO NOT CARE. HER BOYFRIENDS IN THE PAST
SEEMED TO ONLY USE HER.
SHE THOUGHT SHE WASN'T LOVED. SHE THOUGHT NO ONE CARED. A LOT OF THINGS CHANGED
THAT NIGHT SHE MET YOU. YOU SHOWED HER THE LOVE
SHE THOUGHT DIDN'T EXIST. SHE NEVER IMAGINED THINGS LIKE THIS SH
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ALL THE DUCKS ARE SWIM-MING IN THE WA-TER FAL DE RAL DE RAL DO FAL DE RAL DE RAL DO
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Imagination is more important than knowledge.
Albert Einstein
*macrophoto ~ImperialAerosolKid~Justin-T
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The results of my competition are up in my Journal!!! come take a look ^_^ or I'll sulk
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