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Am I Here?
Am I here?
Please talk to me.
Teach me how to live.
Teach me how to love.
I’d lay in the grass for hours waiting to die.
To fade away, thinking I was already nothing.
Coming home to an empty house.
Questioning my purpose.
Am I here?
Acknowledge me.
Kiss me, hurt me.
Show me passion.
Show me love.
Don’t be like them.
Like everyone else.
Shadows floating by.
They don’t see me.
Am I here?
Tell me I’m real.
Lighten my heart.
Lighten my soul.
I feel it slowly take over my mind.
Pulling me away from my body and from you.
I clutch your arm, I grasp your hand.
Trying to feel life beneath the skin.
Am I here?
Because I’m not sure.
Am I just your dream girl?
(Source: hellopoetry.com)
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masserrect: Lv.76 Dolphin. Special trait: can fit three oranges in his/her mouth.mschignon: Lv.73 Gunslinger. Special trait: can summon swords from out of nowhere.
casey: Lv.14 Narcoleptic. Special trait: has a large hat collection.
Marielyn: Lv.95 Artist. Special trait: can spit bullets.
Hmmm… yes… I like this.
ramblerambleramble: Lv.64 Pikachu. Special trait: never gets sick.
Cody: Cody: Lv.90 Engineer. Special trait: can summon alpacas.
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Mean-Cream: Lv.7 Sage. Special trait: rides a unicorn. :)
lorina: Lv.53 Scout. Special trait: can spit bullets.
Watch out.
rachel: Lv.20 Dark Knight. Special trait: can eat habaneros.
No different than real life lol
sammie: Lv.47 Priest. Special trait: great dancer.
Miho: Lv.60 Scout. Special trait: has psychokinetic powers.
Sounds about right. What does psychokinetic even mean?…
(Source: kamalaophelia)
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Miho and I just went from kinky deaths, our conversion to Christianity, Aaron Johnson being our God, and to fan-girling over Aaron Johnson.
This is why we’re friends, Heather.
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I made cookies.
And I made a heart one for Evan.
Too bad he doesn’t like chocolate chip cookies.
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Drown in Feathers
This is a trap, love is fantasy.
Just some horrible revenge.
A replacement of a feeling.
Yet I dream of you at night.
Tell me your dreams, you’ve waited so long.
Can you help me find something more?
I drown in feathers for you.
Cry my crocodile tears.
You can’t see over this wall.
I’ve built it up, just for you.
Too many haunting memories.
Too many week long fights.
This is a trap, my mind is smoke.
Now tell me, are you evil or just dense?
I feel my life falling apart, crumbling to pieces.
Thinking too much, picking things apart.
Has it really come to this?
Hiding in shadows, counting in blood.
You’ll drown in feathers for me.
Cry your crocodile tears.
I can’t see over your wall.
You built it just for me.
Too many haunting memories.
Too many week long fights.
(Source: hellopoetry.com)
