So much has been happening.
And its incredible to see the art everyone's creating.
If any of my old friends are still active, get at me!


Transmission RecievedLost in transmission nothing left but white noise. just a blip on the radar can you hear me now?Transmission Recieved
lost in a sea of thoughts flooding my senses just a murmur in your ear can you feel me now?
floating, ever floating throughout a vast nothing is this really it?
everything is swirling a torrent of memories spreading like wildfire does it ever end?
the end is just another beginning an endless revolver the name of the game cosmic roulette give it a spin,
where it stops, no one knows
we are


The Boy who Tried.Once upon a time, there was once a boy, whom no one really though anything of for most of his life. Everyone passed him by on the street and though nothing of who he might be, or more importantly, who he might one day become. You see, people are like that, not really caring much but their own personal daily grind, working, going to school, trying to keep themselves sane while still trying to make progress in this world.The Boy who Tried.
So naturally, they didn't think twice when becoming involved with this boy, nor what it would do to him by extricating themselves from his life.
Time and time again, people would confront him, try to


NightmareIt feels like Im losing you this, cant you see is tearing me apart ripping at the seams dont you see this the conflict in my eyes of course not I cover them with lies lies to protect you,Nightmare
you must never see the magnitude of pain that you can cause me but I still love you with every ounce of my being but sometimes I feel like Im some out of state plaything tell me its not like that that you feel the same shatter this nightmare banish this pain


merr?blood loss brings another reprieve another savation from this grief solace from the pain blood spills from beneathmerr?
gasping, straining another scar marks the strife almost a sacred ritual cutting away with the same knife
never to be discussed never to be mourned never to be lost never to be scorned
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"Sex is like pizza. Even when it's bad, it's still fucking pizza." - =CleverConveyence
=StarKissedSapphire - We are sisters at heart, just miles apart
Ive been okay!
How about you?
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-Love-
-Personified-
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"Sex is like pizza. Even when it's bad, it's still fucking pizza." - =CleverConveyence
=StarKissedSapphire - We are sisters at heart, just miles apart
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"Sex is like pizza. Even when it's bad, it's still fucking pizza." - =CleverConveyence
=StarKissedSapphire - We are sisters at heart, just miles apart
Cheers for the
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"Sex is like pizza. Even when it's bad, it's still fucking pizza." - =CleverConveyence
=StarKissedSapphire - We are sisters at heart, just miles apart
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-Love-
-Personified-
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"Sex is like pizza. Even when it's bad, it's still fucking pizza." - =CleverConveyence
=StarKissedSapphire - We are sisters at heart, just miles apart
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!
1-3 you're a bad friend
4-6 you're an ok friend
7-9 you're a good friend
10-& Up you're a great friend
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Send this rose to everyone you care about!
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The death of one child is a tragedy, the death of thousands is a statistic.
Tonight time has no hold on us. Tonight we are immortal.
'The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori'
My hopes are so high I think your kiss might just kill me
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