i'll be working on me art work and writing some thing i hope so when i get back i'll put something up.
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crossingi never thought love existed, honnestly i'd never put much thought into it; well that was before kyle anyway.crossing
Every morning he waited quietly at my doorstep. Every morning we would walk to school together. I hurried out the door and into his open arms. "good morning" his soft quiet voice said as he hugged me to his chest. At that moment it felt like nothing could go wrong, as long as i was with him. "hurry up and get to school!" mum yelled from the kitchen window. I frowned; sometimes i got the impression she sisn't like Kyle, but i waved as we headed off down the


eyes of sorrowhave you ever looked into the eyes of sorrow, and thoouhgt of what if would be like if there was no tomorrow, all through my life iv'e felt nothing but hate, and in the end it was i who caused my own fate, and through out my life it's been a losing battle, struggling right through to the end, only to stabbed in the back by my best friend. i remenber taking my last breath, but only to drift closer to death.eyes of sorrow
when i saw my face in the eyes of sorrow, i knew then there would be no tomorrow.


un-writtenyou stand there feuling the fire with your words and yet in the same breath you betray us all why did you set us free just to lock us up againun-written
we can now see past your lies
we can walk through the fire that willingly obeys you you no longer have any power over us we can choose our own destiny our own fate but you'll never let that happen, will you? so we must stand and fight fight for the future that is still un-written


my angelwrapped in chains so hot the burn chained to the ice cold stone, but it brings no relief pleas and screams for help ring out throgh the giant chamber but screams of my family running through my head drown them out decaying corpses litter the ice ciold floor pain still stained on their faces, engraved in their lifeless eyes gaurds dressed ion white, with their white wings, stand tall and watchmy angel
my own wings turned black when i betrayed them it seemed like like an enternity since i fought beside them but i had to draw a line somewhere, i had to pick they didin't like my choice &n
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my stock ~MrsCullenStock | I wuv u scotty
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a rose for all who have fallen
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: I may be a bitch... just not your bitch :
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"Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure." - Lizzy Bennet in Jane Austen's Pride & Prejudice
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a rose for all who have fallen
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R.I.P. DemonSaturn, may you always be happy ♥
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a rose for all who have fallen
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