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Why do I do it to myself? My throat is parched, my face sticky with tears, my eyes burning like fire from the tears. I stay up becasue I dont want to sleep. Sleep wont visit me tonight anyway. My art is my therapy.
A description of me...
Emily. She was tall, and she was gorgeous. Her T-shirt showed off a
long graceful neck and a peek of her collarbone partially masked by
shoulder-length auburn hair. Her eyes were places you could get lost
in, and she had the most unbelievable mouth, full lips, slightly
downturned, that made me have to immediately look away -- only to
catch a hint of her breasts as she moved away from the hug.
She was one of the most beautiful, one of the most stunning, women I'd
ever seen -- and certainly the most beautiful teenager. She drew me
in with a gravity of her own. Her height -- she was barely shorter
than me -- had made her confident
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I love him so much :]
He is my sunshine to warm my day, my cloud to shade me when its too hot.
Life would not be the same with out him. It just wouldn't exist.
I cant even begin to explain how much I care for him, more than I care for anyone, anything. Everything.
Lovels :}
Damn you, for making me love you
You truly are my dirty little secret. Because I would tell people about you if you werent.
Upside? Downside?
So I dunno, life seemed to have straightened out a bit *knock on wood* certain parts yes, others no. Im excited bc our german partners are coming from in Germany in less than a moth so I am REALLY looking forward to that. My old bf and I are seeming to start to get along somewhat ok now which is good. My other ex bf called me yesterday, gave me about the shock of my life. Having dinner w him on Saturday... yeah still not quite sure about that. Um, then theres this guy... yay, yeah, I like him a lot but we dont really talk that much, we do when were driving together but say at school, yeah not so much, makes me sad. ANd he even said that we sh
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