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I am seventeen years old. Live in Canada. Most of what I write is about me, or has happened in my life. i don't tend to finish the stories i write, its easier, I like it better that way. It also leaves more to the imagination so if you don't like the endings, you finish them the way you want.
I am straightforward, somewhat bitchy sometimes.
You don't like it, deal with it.
I hardly ever go on this site, but I got my little allpoetry thing going on, because i find it easier o put emotion into pooetry than stories. There message me.
You want me?
Here I am. Take me.
I am seventeen years old. Live in Canada. Most of what I write is about me, or has happened in my life. i don't tend to finish the stories i write, its easier, I like it better that way. It also leaves more to the imagination so if you don't like the endings, you finish them the way you want.
I am straightforward, somewhat bitchy sometimes.
You don't like it, deal with it.
I hardly ever go on this site, but I got my little allpoetry thing going on, because i find it easier o put emotion into pooetry than stories. There message me.
- Last seen on Aug 12 3:08 PM. Member since March 26, 2006.
- I am a 17 year old girl (Canada)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Student.
- Visit my homepage at vampirefreaks.com/StarChild_666
- I have 10 comments, 36 poems, 1 story, 3 journals
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O mucus glands, your snot
runs through me like a vast<100 words, 2 comments, April 5 -
The eyes that disguise the blind
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An addiction, never tasted never sated. A way of life, never born never lived.<100 words, 1 comment, June 4, 2008
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- disguise the blind at allpoetry
The eyes that disguise the blind
provide the sight - Sanguine Beauty Unreuited Lust at allpoetry
An addiction, never tasted never sated. A way of life, never born never lived. - Out of sight, out of mind. at allpoetry
I will close my eyes forever
If it means I will forget you.
My journal entries
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the bright bus was somehow colder than the fridgid air outside, but it was a new fleet and very bright and cheery. though I didn't want to wait outside for the next bus, which was the one I wanted, I got on. My eyes flicked through the bus for the most iscolated location. Two young girls sitting near the back, niceJuly 30, 500 words. → Make first comment?
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it is late, almost three in the morning, and I can't sleep. I am so angry, I dont think I could even if I tried to. well, i just did try to, and I couldn't, because I am too angry! I just don't understand how she could be so hurtful and ignorant! To say that vampires don't even exist, but she knows we do, and she haJuly 27, 300 words. → Make first comment?
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the numbers came fluidly to me, and my thumbs depressed the small silver buttons with ease, though my eyes had blurred with tears, so that I could no longer see them. The sound of her phone ringing shocked my ear, a trill sound that my ear and body was sick of by now. As I heard the familliar tone of the answeringJuly 17, 100 words. → Make first comment?
