

The fightHe makes her so mad that she cries every night. Now when she speaks she waits for the fight. She knows it's coming, his mood changes like lightning. But then it's her fault, he says she's overreacting. She shouldn't be pissed, it was all just a joke. He was just playing, it's not his fault she broke. But she's in love with him, her friends don't see why. All they know is every night they watch her cry. She complains about how he is such a jerk. How bad she's pissed and how bad it hurts. Come morning time she'll be fine again. They'll love and laugh and hug and kiss. They'The fight


The Bigger PersonLaughing in you face is worse than a stab in the back. And then they try to be your friendThe Bigger Person
to make things seem okay. And then you do something back and you're the bitch. The one who is cold and heartless and the little snitch.
No matter what happens it's all your fault. But you don't care, because he's an ass, and she's a bitch and, in all honesty, they're perfect together.
They've been fucking around for over a week, and this time revenge was oh-so-sweet.
Now it's all good, they won't get to you. You're the bigger person, you're no


She SingsShe sings with beauty, vigor and strength Her song capitaves the attention of everyone nearShe Sings
not a note is off pitch not a word is off beat
As if an orchestra plays in her head She sings.
She sings of love going right and of sun shiney skies
With more power she sings as her love enters the room
As he is the one that she sings of.


I can only imagineI can only imagine the beauty of the rose by the petals, so soft and scents pleasing to the nose.I can only imagine
And I can only imagine the glory of the storm by the smell of the earth when with rain it's adorn.
I see how it looks, these images entwine. The soft, sweet petals, gently soaked with rain. In the wind it quivers, slowly,
with out pain.


On and OnOn and on, from day into night, Lately nothing's going real right.On and On
With each passing day, I die a little more, With each passing hour, my heart is out the door, With each passing minute, I'm a little more gone, With each passing second, I'm a little less strong.
We smile and kiss the pain away, We accept the cards that they deal, We drink then go to sleep each day, So we don't have to see what's real.
With each passing night, I cry a little more, With each passing fight, I'm closer to the floor, With each passing kiss, I've fallen again into you, &nbs


Saving you the Trouble -brokenI threw that valentine I wrote to you away today I was saving you the trouble Since the day I said that shit to youSaving you the Trouble -broken
And pissed you off We haven’t really spoken, But I still think of you sometimes at night And I wonder if you’re lonely? And I know you hate me But I still feel for you But not like I used to… See, every day I know you’re near me And I know that you’re hurting And I know that its showing And no matter how you try to hide I see right through you Because I know you And I know you know I do Unlike the piece of paper lying in the ga
Devious Comments
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MRNYAAAH! o_O;;; Where's my blue sharpie?! MY NINJA WEAPON!!
I don't suffer from obsessive compulsive disorder of Miyavi... I enjoy every minute of it <33
Give Miyavi a cookie or else he'll explode!!! Dx
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Life is like a box of chocolates.... chocolates make me sick.
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Death Be Not Proud
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Life is like a box of chocolates.... chocolates make me sick.
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Life is like a box of chocolates.... chocolates make me sick.
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MRNYAAAH! o_O;;; Where's my blue sharpie?! MY NINJA WEAPON!!
I don't suffer from obsessive compulsive disorder of Miyavi... I enjoy every minute of it <33
Give Miyavi a cookie or else he'll explode!!! Dx
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Я хочу задавить ваш череп!!!
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私の愛は死んでいる....
You're too kind. Thanks for the fave! Nice work you have.
Cheers.
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princess-peach.net ♥
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Life is like a box of chocolates.... chocolates make me sick.
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princess-peach.net ♥
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Life is like a box of chocolates.... chocolates make me sick.
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Life is like a box of chocolates.... chocolates make me sick.
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Oh there ain't no love no;
Montagues or Capulets.
<3
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Death Be Not Proud
Welcome!
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But I threw you the obvious, just see what occurs behind the eyes of a fallen angel, eyes of a tragedy. Oh well, apparently nothing at all..
You don't see me..
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Death Be Not Proud
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