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[mundy]

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[Intense Disaster]

Does he not realize this is life or death! I must win. I don't care who I have to kill to get through. I will win. I will go back to my family. This is futile! He needs to be serious. Never mind. Then he'll get killed sooner. And, I won't have to kill him.*-Kayah smiled innocently at him.

[sivan]

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Same as last time just a diff RP

[Intense Disaster]

Do you ever feel like nothing you do is right? Like you couldn't even please you? Like You were ment to be hated by anyone close enough to tell you to your face? Like the only people who want you are to far to tell you? Like no one can see how you truelly feel? Past the mask? Past the act? Like no ones trying to see past your disguise? Because they don't care? Or, because it doesn't matter? Because they don't understand you? Because you seem happy? Because you're such a great actress? Because it doesn't matter how you hurt inside? Because it doesn't matter that every night you cry sweet tears of sadness that no one will ever see you shed? Is it because your sobs are so quiet that no one will ever hear you? Like a sensation of emptiness has taken over? Like you are now in a state of emptiness where your only companion is the emptiness. Your only connection to the earth is your sorrow. Nothing else matters. Nothing else is there. No one else cares.


(I was slightly depressed because my friends all moved away, leaving me to deal with a bully who rides my bus was in most my classes and denied it everytime I told someone. My parents seemed to get even more mad at me. My siblings continuesly told me they hated me and no one else really paid much attention to me.)


That's actually something I wrote because it's true. But, I'm over it......ish.........

[sivan]

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Diffrent Rp again. ass you can see i Rp lots.

[Intense Disaster]

Do you ever feel like nothing you do is right? Like you couldn't even please you? Like You were ment to be hated by anyone close enough to tell you to your face? Like the only people who want you are to far to tell you? Like no one can see how you truelly feel? Past the mask? Past the act? Like no ones trying to see past your disguise? Because they don't care? Or, because it doesn't matter? Because they don't understand you? Because you seem happy? Because you're such a great actress? Because it doesn't matter how you hurt inside? Because it doesn't matter that every night you cry sweet tears of sadness that no one will ever see you shed? Is it because your sobs are so quiet that no one will ever hear you? Like a sensation of emptiness has taken over? Like you are now in a state of emptiness where your only companion is the emptiness. Your only connection to the earth is your sorrow. Nothing else matters. Nothing else is there. No one else cares.


(I was slightly depressed because my friends all moved away, leaving me to deal with a bully who rides my bus was in most my classes and denied it everytime I told someone. My parents seemed to get even more mad at me. My siblings continuesly told me they hated me and no one else really paid much attention to me.)

[mundy]

http://www.artscroll.ru/samba/serspirit ... 826878.jpg

[Intense Disaster]

Do you ever feel like nothing you do is right? Like you couldn't even please you? Like You were ment to be hated by anyone close enough to tell you to your face? Like the only people who want you are to far to tell you? Like no one can see how you truelly feel? Past the mask? Past the act? Like no ones trying to see past your disguise? Because they don't care? Or, because it doesn't matter? Because they don't understand you? Because you seem happy? Because you're such a great actress? Because it doesn't matter how you hurt inside? Because it doesn't matter that every night you cry sweet tears of sadness that no one will ever see you shed? Is it because your sobs are so quiet that no one will ever hear you? Like a sensation of emptiness has taken over? Like you are now in a state of emptiness where your only companion is the emptiness. Your only connection to the earth is your sorrow. Nothing else matters. Nothing else is there. No one else cares.


(I was slightly depressed because my friends all moved away, leaving me to deal with a bully who rides my bus was in most my classes and denied it everytime I told someone. My parents seemed to get even more mad at me. My siblings continuesly told me they hated me and no one else really paid much attention to me.)

[sivan]

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[Shai]

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