Long story.
New story thing, more of a piece of advice if you will.
Comments please and thank you.
Sorry I haven't been on in a while. Been busy with school and stuff.
More to come.


The Heart Breaks Simply.It doesn't take much. Just one little sentence. Three little words, to make your heart race. You think everythings going great and you give one person your everything just so they can change their mind. Two even smaller words is all it takes to shatter everything you thought was perfect. "I love you." Then "It's over." But the good thing about a simply broken heart is it heals with time. Maybe someone else helps speed up the process, maybe it's just a sudden realization that everything doesn't have to be perfect. Either way, a broken heart doesn't have to mean death. Even if itThe Heart Breaks Simply.


Run from itShe runs throught the rain, her tear-stained cheeks flushed red the bruise on her face throbbing in pain.Run from it
She finally reaches the house of her best friend only to realize she's not home in her time of need..
She kindly asks if she can stay there for the night anyway just to get away from the phisical abuse. She's in luck.
The phone then rings. Her grandmother is worried looking for her..
Later, the flashing blue and red lights shine through the windows of the house and she's taken back to the place she's forced to call home.
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I QuitIm so tired of being hurt Sick of the tears It seems like im the only one Like I am alone on My little island of pain And I feel like I have cracked I keep, keep hearing these sounds Yet, no one else hears Maybe im going crazy Maybe im slowly killing myself With these Unhealthy habits of mine Unhealthy, yet soothing And no, this isnt a suicide letter For this kind of misery doesnt come Its merely The fact that these noises They continue to come Yet Im alone in hearing them Yet Though as clearly and constantI Quit
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~Smile Like You Mean It~
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Blonde is not a hair color.. It's an IQ level. (:
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Blonde is not a hair color.. It's an IQ level. (:
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Between two evils, I always pick the one I never tried before.
-Mae West
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