I don't enjoy complaining about my petty little issues...but now...bragging is an option...here...I guess. What have you done...? You've turned me into a clone, and now...I'm part of the collection. Things you've caused me to do:
.Cry
.Cut
.Smash my face against walls
.Not eat
.Not sleep
.NOT CARE
My masks...they are me...I am them...we are one...(and when two become one)...things come undone...are coming undone. I still can't make a decision...I know I'll do it...on April first...2010...2011...2012?
"HAHAHA!!! I told you I was going to do it!!! HAHAHAHA!!!! And you thought I was joking...?"
Come on in spider...
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Cookies and Creme//. Suger + Spice + Everything Nice
Kiss me, and I'll bite your tongue. Touch me, watch my stitches come undone. A diary (blog), a sort of epilogue. This is an obituary to all my loves, lost loves, soon to be loves. The only writings (blog) where you can tell I have a heart.
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