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You're so vain
You're so vain
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let's go------
let's link arms and sit by the toilet, help eachother puke so we can lose those 5, 10, 100 pounds that seem to be holding us back from having friends or a date that wants to go out again. we will be so popular. let's go out and get wasted, crunk, stupified- to the point where we don't remember our bad slutty dancing and letting that person touch us. because in the morning everyone will be happy talking about how f-ing drunk you were and it was just sooooo funny dude. yay. we're popular. let's do this. let's go to the mall and steal name brand clothes because our asshole parents can't work twelve hour days to make us spoiled brats
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i tried to be nice.
today i took five roses and left them in the hands of six people. she was a small little girl who said she was eight as her mother cast a perturbed look at me as if i were a pedophile. she pricked her finger and started crying. hookers are like prey and someone once told me that game recognizes game. i like to think i have a lot of that but i dont. i gave the hooker a rose and she asked me if this shit gonna pay my bills. well, probably not. one was left in a bathroom stall, the person who came out holding it as happy as they could be. it made me wonder if luck is really luck, or just the universe being nice for a day. he
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love feels like you
flowers in hand, pants down, our fingers intwined, me breathing you in, tasting skin, the reasons i love you written on a deck of cards, the first time i cried when i was drunk. let me tell you a secret, i am scared. you are an intimidating person. those almond blues shoot me down, pin me, make the truth spill from my lips faster than the lies could ever come. i feel small when i stand next to you. i am five foot and am always small, but whenever i am next to someone i feel like the tallest person in the room. not next to you. i feel beneath you and supported by you at the same time. let me tell you a secret. i am scared. fucking
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you call it a revolution
there is a pretty girl here that does not think she is pretty, beautiful, does not see she is humorous and glowing or striving, but believes that she is casting shadows. darkening. letting go. evolving her state of mind. she was stronger when she cared but now she cannot seem to find a thing she cares about. where did your sunlit skin go, your fondling kisses, your imagination? where are the love notes, music notes? all that is in your diary now are the letters you've written for death. he believes that there are good things here, an unopened door to her where romantic ramblings are hiding, but he is too busy with other things for
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i still feel you
seductive sin is what they called you, your big lips and calloused hands on their legs,    breath inches from ears so close the impression of your teeth  on their neck was in their thoughts, craving, rejoicing,   i can't believe he chose me, they say,    oh i must be beautiful. your tanned legs and designer hair, your rear tightened within two hundred dollars worth of jean. those stilettoes never broke that easy,                            did he really make you lose your grace? there it is, in your eyes. i can tell that look because he gave it to me so long ago. he hurt you, didn't he?   drank from the golden cup, savored the s
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You're so vain
You're so vain
1
12
l
let's go------
let's link arms and sit by the toilet, help eachother puke so we can lose those 5, 10, 100 pounds that seem to be holding us back from having friends or a date that wants to go out again. we will be so popular. let's go out and get wasted, crunk, stupified- to the point where we don't remember our bad slutty dancing and letting that person touch us. because in the morning everyone will be happy talking about how f-ing drunk you were and it was just sooooo funny dude. yay. we're popular. let's do this. let's go to the mall and steal name brand clothes because our asshole parents can't work twelve hour days to make us spoiled brats
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i
i tried to be nice.
today i took five roses and left them in the hands of six people. she was a small little girl who said she was eight as her mother cast a perturbed look at me as if i were a pedophile. she pricked her finger and started crying. hookers are like prey and someone once told me that game recognizes game. i like to think i have a lot of that but i dont. i gave the hooker a rose and she asked me if this shit gonna pay my bills. well, probably not. one was left in a bathroom stall, the person who came out holding it as happy as they could be. it made me wonder if luck is really luck, or just the universe being nice for a day. he
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I want you to know
I think of you often.
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It'll be okay
there's an empty space between my fingers the place where your hand used to be there's lips on my mouth that are missing i never realized how much your kisses would mean and there's a spot by my side that is empty where you used to walk next to me and our friends still stand around talking there's a silence where your voice should ring so gone are the days of together i still hold you close to my heart because when i said forever i meant it i guess forever for you was too long
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i still feel you
seductive sin is what they called you, your big lips and calloused hands on their legs,    breath inches from ears so close the impression of your teeth  on their neck was in their thoughts, craving, rejoicing,   i can't believe he chose me, they say,    oh i must be beautiful. your tanned legs and designer hair, your rear tightened within two hundred dollars worth of jean. those stilettoes never broke that easy,                            did he really make you lose your grace? there it is, in your eyes. i can tell that look because he gave it to me so long ago. he hurt you, didn't he?   drank from the golden cup, savored the s
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love feels like you
flowers in hand, pants down, our fingers intwined, me breathing you in, tasting skin, the reasons i love you written on a deck of cards, the first time i cried when i was drunk. let me tell you a secret, i am scared. you are an intimidating person. those almond blues shoot me down, pin me, make the truth spill from my lips faster than the lies could ever come. i feel small when i stand next to you. i am five foot and am always small, but whenever i am next to someone i feel like the tallest person in the room. not next to you. i feel beneath you and supported by you at the same time. let me tell you a secret. i am scared. fucking
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y
you call it a revolution
there is a pretty girl here that does not think she is pretty, beautiful, does not see she is humorous and glowing or striving, but believes that she is casting shadows. darkening. letting go. evolving her state of mind. she was stronger when she cared but now she cannot seem to find a thing she cares about. where did your sunlit skin go, your fondling kisses, your imagination? where are the love notes, music notes? all that is in your diary now are the letters you've written for death. he believes that there are good things here, an unopened door to her where romantic ramblings are hiding, but he is too busy with other things for
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so yeah,
i figured after four months of laziness or ignoring deviantart or hiatus, whatever people call it nowadays, i would drop in and finally do a journal entry because i'm bored. and antsy. and i like to talk about myself. i realized that a lot of what i write is just rambling and that there is not a great moral story to most of it. or if there is, i never intend there to be. i just intend to write some interesting gibberish that comes out of my head. and sometimes it flows and sometimes it doesn't. that is the trial and error of life. and i've been thinking a lot lately. probably because it's going to be time soon for me to grow up and do adult
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thx for the llama deviantART 
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:woohoo:It's your :spotlight-left:birthday:spotlight-right:!
Enjoy your cake :cake: with lots of friends & family! :community: :party:
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:woohoo: :party: :iconcakelickplz: !!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY !!! :iconcakelickplz: :party: :woohoo:

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Hello! :iconrainbowbummiecakeplz:
Every year is another experience that brings you closer to your ultimate goal. Every obstacle just another level that grows the range of your score. Happy [early] birthday!
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OMG YOURE ALIVE are you still on furc?