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Love?I have never been in love Never even had a crush Always been staring at them who has, thinking Well that's nice Seems like a lovely fairytale Wonderful but out of reachLove?
by ~Siaqii
Living in the pagesWords strung togetherLiving in the pages
in another version of reality, swallowing me.
Hiding me from the world. Protecting me.
Isolating me.
They were my friends when I had none,
my quiet companions
Who I lost myself in for hours upon end
Two entire years I buried my nose in the pages And when those years came to an end The habit still stuck. They had become a part of me.
Those years formed the self that I know as me But I truly don't know if that
what changed was for the best.
Living behind the pages Develops a mind incapabl
by ~Siaqii
ThiefWe are flying with stolen wings Paid by the blood of beaten hearts We where carried up on the backs of the broken And now we come tumbling down As they finally crumblesThief
by ~Siaqii
Lucy SWUtanför ett litet samhälle nära en litet större stad fanns det ett hus. Huset var precis som samhället omkring det var alldeles normalt. Alltsamans var beläget i ett litet land i en av de nordliga delarna av världen, inga isbjörnar direkt, men nordligare än de flesta .Lucy SW
Folket som bodde där var också de inget utom normen, små vardagliga liv sammanlänkade i ett enda stort virkat överkast, ni vet ett sådant vitt och lite stickigt som en mormor eller farmor skulle kunnat gjort. Huset var gjort av sten, precis som s
by ~Siaqii
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pretty boys break hearts.sometimes I think I’m just a mess of badly drawn lines. I’m just scrawled veins beneath paper rough skin, I wear poorly sketched scars on my thighs [skin deep red pen lines] and even my smile is lop-sided- but he never seemed to notice. my skin [spread like thick icing over my skeleton] is a monotonous pattern of pores, a stretch of the world the sun never kissed. I can’t see the beauty in multitudes of freckles and chipped fingernails- but he does.pretty boys break hearts.
‘why do you love me?’
‘you make me happy.’
I never could figure out just how. was it
by =Pretty-As-A-Picture
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- Current Residence: My own psycoland
- Interests: Anime,Fantasy,Yaoi.. too long list to name all
- Favourite movie: Howl's moving castle
- Favourite genre of music: Everything between heaven and hell
- Favourite artist: To many, most of them is here
- Favourite poet or writer: Robin Hobb. Anne Rice
- Operating System: Coffein
- MP3 player of choice: Live
- Skin of choice: My own
- Favourite cartoon character: The Fool
- Personal Quote: I really don't like humans
- Tools of the Trade: My hands
- MSN: www.siaqi@kvarken.se
- Yahoo: angelica_skoog@yahoo.com
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Thanks for faving Angels on a rainy day, it's really appreciated
You get cookies, and soda, and candy, and rainbows for making me happy
Sorry for the late reply :<
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Imorgon, får du aif hemsk gärna komma hem till mig, som jag skickat en mejl om. 8D
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