Hes just like all the other boys Shes just like all the other girls
With black skinny jeans and With her choppy black hair and
Shaggy blonde hair, nothing Colorful band T-Shirts, nothing
At all unique, and I love it At all special, and I loathe it
The way he walks by, oh my The way she talks, dear God
And just every thing about And something is just so unreal
Him takes my breath away About her, my heart doesnt beat
Not like I need it any way Not like I want it to anyway
Why does he have to be so God, why cant I be like that, so
Perfect, so fucking perfect So flawless, so damn flawless
With a smile that kills, and With eyes that pierce souls, and
An aura that thrills, oh why Your heart I long to hold, oh why
Do you have to be exactly Do you have to be exactly
So fucking perfect So damn flawless
In every way, every single day In every way, every single day
I think I love you, I know I love you














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Ignorance isn't bliss, it is the inability to distinguish the truth;
the unwillingness to change
And the dislike of something different.
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I'm a member of *AngstyWriters
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~upon a midnight rise, i feel like i am alone. with out you here by my side, i am nothing. doomed to this damn place that i am to remain, i wait for the fire to warm my heart... my Pyro~[link]
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L: is Yagami-kun there?
K: Speaking
L: Haha! I knew you were Kira!
K: holly muffin cakes O_O
...and thus kira was caught ^_^
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sweet lies and lullabys
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sweet lies and lullabys
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Ignorance isn't bliss, it is the inability to distinguish the truth;
the unwillingness to change
And the dislike of something different.
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I'm a member of *AngstyWriters
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~upon a midnight rise, i feel like i am alone. with out you here by my side, i am nothing. doomed to this damn place that i am to remain, i wait for the fire to warm my heart... my Pyro~[link]
And for those of you that don't know why it would be hilarious just ask =Darkness1-2 to explain not me!!!
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"When you sleep, your body marks the time. Yesterday dies in the dark; tomorrow wakes. Eyes open, you know. The body ages, the hourglass empties, death approaches, time is devoured but not lost."
Excerpt from "Skinned" by Robin Wasserman
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sweet lies and lullabys
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