Kaitlyn - Me standing up with a zombified face looking down. labelled love, trust, commitment, and compatabilty, then I hear Kaitlyn saying "Sand Coffin!" I start hovering in the air with sand covering my body except my face which is still zombified, and then the last words Kaitlyn says "Sand Burial!"
Anna - I am standing up on most favorite of sceneries and smiling, wearing nothing black at all!
Julia - I am on the road with my dad again, one of the many things of my life I love to do.
Amber - like I am "hauling a**" on my dream motorcycle down the road in the middle of nowhere
People who want to know me in RL - I am just standing with my back against the wall, arms crossed and I am trying to sleep
War on Iraq - Nothing really....
People who don't care about others feelings - I am using Sand Burial and Chidori on them.
Tarah - My Elementary Experiences
Love - I fall to the ground holding my head try to get it out of my head while crying
Christian's friends - I am walking past people who stare and smile at me.
The Image of my heart - a black beating heart with binds and thorns, caged up with something trying to get out.
Dad - I see myself getting my a** kicked and not moving
Mom - I see myself getting yelled at and pushed beyond my control
Christian - Iam being told what to do and I can see myself killing him...
My Family - I am staring at people who smile to much and I am there watching them smile, but I am not going along with them.
My past - I see myself as alittle child and I am standing in front of him(me), I am kneeling down and smiling at him, petting his head and hugging him(me).
Death - I am floating around in the sky sleeping.
Theres more but I can't think of anything right now.
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Daniel's Thoughts
There are a lot of people who love me and find me interesting, but why do I always feel so lonely?
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War in Iraq: I think of how idiotic our government is.
Love: Holding hands....
My heart: Broken.
Dad: Death... = /
Mom: I think of when I was younger and I was crying on her shoulder over my father.
My sister: I think of when we where younger and we had matching outfits... then I think more and think of screaming. sweatdrop
My Family: Distance... how far away I am from them, and I think of Virginia. = ]
My past: I won't get into that...
Death: nothing really... just sleep.
To add to it for fun:
My future: Alone working at a library...