» there’s love, which is much deeper, much different. It’s a thing of beauty.
Kiss me. Take my hand and stare eagerly into my eyes. Gently push me up against the wall, move in close so your body is pressed against mine. My heart flutters and my blood rushes because I know this is it, this is going to be our first kiss. My eyes say, “follow me to the ends of the earth” and all I want to do is be yours.
The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever.
"The Lines on our hands state that we are for Forever"
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Sunday, August 12, 2007 at 9:42 PM
i'm tired.
tired of the nonsense.
tired of putting up with it.
this is the epitome of my emotions.

SHUT THE FUCK UP
CAUSE THIS FUCKING SHIT
IS JUST TOO FUCKED UP FOR ME



/everyone looks like an appealing
target for me to try my punches on.
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