ThanksgivingThank you, God, for
*my family
*my friends
*my health
*Jake
*food, water, shelter
*my computer XD
*good luck
happy thanksgiving
No PointIn a deep, dark hole There's no point in fighting pain Life is sometimes hellNo Point
I Remember HappyI remember Happy Games and friends and fun But now it's only raining I miss the warm, bright sunI Remember Happy
I remember Happy With pretty, clear blue skies But now there's only gray clouds And broken hearts from lies
I remember Happy A time with bright, happy light But now there's nothing but darkness I've lost more than only my sight
I remember Happy I miss that good feeling so I can't finish a day without crying And Happy seems so long ago
I am forever lost Because I can't see Through the darkness and tears That
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A bird was chirping loudly when I awoke. I pushed my covers out of the way and opened the big screen doors to the balcony. The sea was calmer than usual, and a cool morning breeze swirled my hair around. I closed my eyes and breathed in deeply. Then I opened them and stepped back into my room. I got dressed and tied my hair back with a white ribbon. Next, I tiptoed downstairs, where I made omelets for my father and me. He was still sleeping, because he returned so late the night before. He worked as an airplane pilot, and was usually away, with me by myself.
Once I had eaten breakfast, and put
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It was definitely the small girl I had seen. She blinked, and came out from under the balcony. I didn’t move when she skipped up the stairs, smiling radiantly. Now that I could see her up close, she looked somewhat European. She had freckles on her nose, and short blond curls which shone in the setting sun. Still grinning, she shook her hair, and stuck out her hand confidently. I shook it slowly. She was such a stunning little girl. “Bonjour,” The girl said in a small voice. “My name is Isabell. My brothers, Pierre and Marius were too shy to come say hello, but you look
Yearning
You don't talk anymore ;-;
It makes me sad
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I AM BI
Remington 700: .300 Win Mag.
Barrett REC7: 6.8 mm Remington SPC
Avtomat Kalashnikova 1947: 7.62 × 67 mm
"An eye for an eye leaves a world full of blind men"
"♪ Gonna beat me a zombie to death with a nightstick~ ♪"
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"This is a party for juniors, not senior citizens, so go jump into a volcano."
-Chuck Bass
I hope everything is fine over there!
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I AM BI
Remington 700: .300 Win Mag.
Barrett REC7: 6.8 mm Remington SPC
Avtomat Kalashnikova 1947: 7.62 × 67 mm
"An eye for an eye leaves a world full of blind men"
"♪ Gonna beat me a zombie to death with a nightstick~ ♪"
--
"This is a party for juniors, not senior citizens, so go jump into a volcano."
-Chuck Bass
--
I AM BI
Remington 700: .300 Win Mag.
Barrett REC7: 6.8 mm Remington SPC
Avtomat Kalashnikova 1947: 7.62 × 67 mm
"An eye for an eye leaves a world full of blind men"
"♪ Gonna beat me a zombie to death with a nightstick~ ♪"
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