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About Me Member General Poet failing-angelFemale/United Kingdom Recent Activity Deviant for 3 Years
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Devious Journal Entry

Tue May 29, 2007, 3:04 PM
  • Mood: Miserable
  • Eating: cyanide(i wish)
wow. Back to crappy old life agaiin. struggling through monotony only to find that familiar friend, pain.

maybe this time i will find the courage i need and this will be my last entry.

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  • Current Residence: hell
  • Interests: why do you care
  • Favourite movie: the craft
  • Favourite band or musician: lots
  • Favourite genre of music: rock/metal
  • Favourite artist: lots
  • Favourite poet or writer: lots
  • Favourite photographer: lots
  • Favourite style of art: ???
  • Operating System: ???
  • MP3 player of choice: um...???
  • Shell of choice: conch shells hahaha
  • Skin of choice: mine!
  • Favourite game: final fantasy 7
  • Favourite gaming platform: um ???
  • Favourite cartoon character: cloud/vincent(ff7)
  • Personal Quote: fuck off wanker before i rip off your balls and shove them down your throat
  • Tools of the Trade: a razor.

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:iconalmosttheninja:
thank you so much for makin Dots a fav!!!

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Once you realize that you are wrong...you are always right.
:iconcszemis:
Hey! Thanks for the fave!

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Imperare sibi maximum imperium est
:iconmutt-250:
Thanks for the fav!
:iconbakelite:
Hey, thanks for the +fav.
:icondrusilla666:
thanks for the fav.

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destroy your house
and bang your head
you're nothing now
your dreams are dead
so rip your hair
and cut out your eyes
your nothing now
don't even try
:iconfailing-angel:
i hate life
this is going to be the worst christmas ever.
tip to anyone in love or a freshly broken heart:when you get your heart broken deal with it straight away,cry the tears,shout the anger,dont bottle it up becaue it comes back and it kicks you harder than anything else when you are already down.

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each morning alittle bit of me dies inside. each morning i hope it is my last. each morning i am duped by death. and each morning comes again.and again.and again.

someone save me
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