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Amanda Dickens - Status: Member
- Deviously Deviant
- Female/United States
- Offline for 1w 1d 22h 52m
- Deviant since Jul 16, 2007, 9:49 AM
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the words to sayI want to tell you that I love you, that I love you that im always thinking of you, That at every moment, every breath turns to a deep sigh, For the words that you said fill every corner of my mind. I want you to know how much I love you That I still feel your touch, and the warmth of your eyes. I need you to know that words can never say enough, Enough to tell you how much I truly love you.the words to say
That the words will never grow stale on my lips That I will never tire of saying that I love you, And of the thought that you love me too.
in Song on 11/15/07
READ THIS ITS AMAZINGOnce upon a time, there was a magical kitty that lived in her castle made of sugar covered gumdrops. There was a whole room devoted just to catnip and another for toys, and another for cat scratchers, and the last one was filled with kitty litter. This was the worst job in the kingdom because of the stinky poo. A yucky scrawny and mean old cat had to clean it every day, and all though he was highly paid, he hated the princess kitty very much. One day he plotted to kill her by locking her inside the dungeons, where nobody could hear her if she yelled for help, the mean cat snuck into her bedroom and stood over her bed. “Wake up princess!&READ THIS ITS AMAZING
in Humor on 10/23/07
ANOTHER SONG...YAY$You say “I just don’t think they’ll ever see, And you’ll never make them luv me”ANOTHER SONG...YAY$
But why should I care when our luv was meant to be?
Cause I could care less ‘bout what they say ‘Cause our love is worry-less,
We don’t bother with what they think of us Because our luv is careless.
We trudged through hot woods all day Just to find cement walls in our way And ran barefoot down October lane Even when the skies were pouring rain
Cause we could care less, ‘bout our problems Cause our luv was worry-le
in Song on 9/24/07
save methey come at four o clock on time every day the say "dont worry, you'll just live here instead" but what kind of life lives in a hospital bed? they tell me im alive because thats what i want, but what if i realy just want to move on? they wont listen they just say that im fine, its like they think they can make up my mindsave me
oh save me! give me one good reason not to let go of me if you say its wrong, ill ask if its right
to let me lay through all the sleepless nights be the first to let me know that you love me and save me by letting me go
they say that
in Song on 9/8/07
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go to {WINDSCAPE ACADEMY
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cant recognize myself so torn apart... the scars are burning on my skin while the real pain hurts deep within...
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I own 10 blades of grass, a wild rose and a fuzzy wispy spore that grows beside it. I own 672 shades of red in the winter solstice. I own a fairy's laugh and a story's sigh. I own them because no one else does and I consider them mine more than anyone
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I own 10 blades of grass, a wild rose and a fuzzy wispy spore that grows beside it. I own 672 shades of red in the winter solstice. I own a fairy's laugh and a story's sigh. I own them because no one else does and I consider them mine more than anyone
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I own 10 blades of grass, a wild rose and a fuzzy wispy spore that grows beside it. I own 672 shades of red in the winter solstice. I own a fairy's laugh and a story's sigh. I own them because no one else does and I consider them mine more than anyone
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no act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted
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no act of kindness, no matter how small, is ever wasted
REAL FRIENDS: Is the reason you have no food.
FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr / Mrs
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM
FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry
REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you
FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back
REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours
FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you
REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from
you
FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you
FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say 'I'M HOME!'
FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life
FAKE FRIENDS: Will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the person out that talked bad about you
FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this
REAL FRIENDS: Will send this to all their real friends and hope to
get it back!
If you were killed today, I'm sorry I wouldn't be able to come to
your funeral, because I'd be in jail for killing the person who did
it.
First, I wanted to let you know that I love you to death & think
you are amazing!
Second, if I don't get this back I understand...
I have a game for you. Once you read this letter, you must send it to
14 people that you really care about, including the person that
sent it to you. If you receive at least 7 back then you are
luved!
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I own 10 blades of grass, a wild rose and a fuzzy wispy spore that grows beside it. I own 672 shades of red in the winter solstice. I own a fairy's laugh and a story's sigh. I own them because no one else does and I consider them mine more than anyone
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I own 10 blades of grass, a wild rose and a fuzzy wispy spore that grows beside it. I own 672 shades of red in the winter solstice. I own a fairy's laugh and a story's sigh. I own them because no one else does and I consider them mine more than anyone
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I own 10 blades of grass, a wild rose and a fuzzy wispy spore that grows beside it. I own 672 shades of red in the winter solstice. I own a fairy's laugh and a story's sigh. I own them because no one else does and I consider them mine more than anyone
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On a stand in her hair
Was a candy cane
Black rum, sugar cane
Dry eye, somethin' strange!
La la, la la la la la la la la la laa laa laa
White Stripes - Icky Thump
yay for GERARD WAY and JACK WHITE!!
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In my fear and flaws
I let myself down again
All because
I run
'Til the silence splits me open
I run
'Til it puts me underground
'Til I have no breath
and no roads left but one
LP - No Roads Left
YOUR MOM... EATS GRASS
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