scrawls.
travelling I always stop at exits
wondering if I'll stay
young and restless
living this way I stress less
i want to pull away
when the dream dies
the pain sets it and I don't cry
i only feel gravity and
I wonder why

and the sun was wondering if
it should stay away
for a day until the feeling went away
and the clouds were dropping and the
the rain forgot how to
bring salvation
the dogs were whistling a new tune
barking at the new moon
hoping it would come soon
so that they could die
- nelly furtado

my orphical identity.
melissa
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leave.
doll.

scawls on my skin.


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hey.what a beast u r.i can read u.but yet i cannot b sure it's true.i don't wanna play with u anymore.
anyway o tday was a tiring tiring day...slpt at 2 woke up at 530 went to sch to run 3.2km...determination...i wana shed.whoa but joy to the world it's the first time i did not fall aslp during damo's tut...her voice is like the train...omg shoot it...almost died in econs lect...dunno y...but i think the pressure's making me pay attention to my wk...can u believe it i'm doin my wk.wow.anyway i bought a new bra when sch ended...it rox.darn happy.haha sometimes it's these little things that perk me up...but ultimately i feel empty...i truly wanna b a mugger...grant me that wish lord...i'm so tired...my lifestyle's taking a full turn...is it me anymore?...o wells...probably it is.but with two hands around my neck.ready to form a clasp.anytime.

all dolled up on 05:54

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