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[Okay, let's see. I honestly don't give a rat's ass what you think of me, unless it's a positive thing. I don't have time to write out everything little thing about me. What irritates me, what makes me happy, hobbies, talents, what I like and what I don't. It's all trivial bullshit that, honestly, doesn't matter unless you are truly interested in getting to know me and becoming a "friend". And if you are, you know how to ask questions, yes? Then do not be retarded, just ask. Also, if you have the brain capacity, you may want to use said brain to come up with an intelligent conversation to keep me interested in talking to you. So do not start off with saying I'm sexy or anything along those lines. I know I am and I do not care nor need to hear it for any self esteem issues or self confidence. Got plenty of that, thanks. So when you think you, and your brain, is ready for a conversation, feel free to send a message. Thank you for your time.] 


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Don't we all have some of that?

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I have no idea what I was doing in the pic, but hey...my eyes look AWESOME! lol
I wrote these, therefore they are mine. I found out you stole them, I will kill you, k? ^^
[Darkness
The Darkness is closing in fast,
I can breath no longer,
Can’t lose the past,
I’m drowning in crimson water.
The light is gone.
The sun’s rays?
I feel none.
I’m drowning in crimson water,
The Darkness is closing in fast,
Can breath no longer,
Can’t lose the past.
Take the blade,
My Savior.
Please come to my aide,
My Angel.]

My mind is Racing
My mind is racing,
My stomach is in knots,
I find myself pacing,
I wish I knew the plot,
His eyes pierce me,
As if binding me with ties,
His voice laces my mind,
Causing it to pace.
I wish I knew the plot,
My mind is racing,
My stomach is in knots,
I find myself pacing.
My hands are clammy.
My heart is pounding.
What is this?

[Nightmares (this one strikes close to home)
Help the Nightmares go away,
Lead me back from the ledge,
I seem to have gone astray,
Take me away from this edge.
Save me from this hell.
Take the pain away.
Make me forget.
Help the Nightmares go away.]

The Time
The time has come for me to go
Nothing more for me to know
I'm tired and weak
My mind gone dark
My voice is meek
And body frail.
The time has come for me to go
Plunge the blade deep in my soul
Take it all and free me now
My body crumbles
Nothing more
Nothing left
The time has come for me to go.

No this next poem is not one of my own. This poem belongs to [Eyes Of The Reaper] and I give full credit to this user for this poem. I really really liked it and give full and un-touched praise and credit to this person for writing this poem. Please dont kill me ^^
What,
Is Love?
Who,
Is Love?
An
Emotion.
A
Cherub.
A
Man.
A
Woman.
No,
It is,
A bouquet of crimson roses,
A walk in the rain,
A sweet, whispered nothing,
A cuddle on a couch at three AM;
An argument,
A makeup kiss.
It is love making,
And confiding in tender surrender.
Love,
It is,
Candlelight and cheap wine,
An apartment filled with discount furniture,
A baby on the way and no money;
This is Love,
In all,
Of its,
Dysfunctional Glory;
A victory,
Of the Heart,
Over the Mind.

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[Rats?
I hate rats!
Drive me crazy.
Crazy?
I was crazy once,
They stuck me in a room with rubber rats.
Rats?
I hate rats!
Drive me crazy.
Crazy?
I was crazy once,
They stuck me in a room with rubber rats.
Rats?
I hate rats!
Drive me crazy.
Crazy?
I was crazy once,
They stuck me in a room with rubber rats.
Rats?
I hate rats!
Drive me crazy.
Crazy?
I was crazy once,
They stuck me in a room with rubber rats.
Rats?
I hate rats!
Drive me crazy.
Crazy?
I was crazy once,
They stuck me in a room with rubber rats.
Rats?
I hate rats!
Drive me crazy.
Crazy?
I was crazy once,
They stuck me in a room with rubber rats.
Rats?
I hate rats!
Drive me crazy.
Crazy?
I was crazy once,
They stuck me in a room with rubber rats.
Rats?
I hate rats!
Drive me crazy.
Crazy?
I was crazy once,
They stuck me in a room with rubber rats.
Rats?
I hate rats!
Drive me crazy.
Crazy?
I was crazy once,
They stuck me in a room with rubber rats.
Rats?
I hate rats!
Drive me crazy.
Crazy?
I was crazy once,
They stuck me in a room with rubber rats......] IT NEVER ENDS!!!!!


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Have a frightening day!