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Phony wanna-be's All my life I was never good enough for you because I was not like you Nor will I ever be. I am me. Through and through Walking around with fake smiles Doctors, lawyers, LIARS White fences, swimming pools acre of land, i shall disband Run away, set out to be free Free from the fighting Free from all the lies Free from the disguise

Be strong - they're all watching you be strong - they're surrounding you Be strong - they'll be there for you be strong because they need you we've lost our angel many thought a demon Now who will take charge? Nobody can replace our angel it's time to step up

Cinnam0n_S: You seem very sweet from your profile. I like how you put, "Saving the world" for what you're doing with your life. (: A-X: You seem like you'd go well with my breakfast judging by your name ~_^ And thank you! I do my best.... So do you like cats? (Note: at the time I was about to eat breakfast and didn't realize until later that it sounded like an innuendo.) C-S: Hehe! I probably do! q: I adore them! I really want one of my own. Preferably a Bengal Kitten. The only issue is that I live at home and my mother is allergic. I suspect she may be lying to me just so I don't get my feline companion but I don't want to take

John walks into the house, it's dark, hardly any of the lights are on. His father and brother are standing around in the kitchen. Soon he discovers his mother petrified, dead in the living room. She's stuck in the oddest position too, her knees bent and she's holding her feet in front of her like she was sitting on the floor with her back against the wall. Somehow her eyes still seem to move. John picks her up and carries her to the hall in the front of the house but not before the other two see him and try killing him too. They have to now don't they? Damn him for coming home so soon. John is a young, agile man in his early 20s though, sure

I'm reaching out. Is she within my grasp? Is she even desirable? Does she have a romantic bone in her body? Will I watch her fall from this pedestal I put her on for all these years? There is such beauty in her body, in her soul. Is she flawed? Her intellect is great. Perhaps I cannot keep up. Will I bore her? Intrigue her? Will she hurt me? I already ache so Can I get in? I'm already vulnerable. There is such great distance between us. Physically and emotionally. Does it matter? How much longer will it be this way? I have so many questions yet I know not what to say. I fear she knows it all and she very well may. There was a po