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;__ So this is who I am.
-My name is Melissa.
-I'm strange, let's leave it at that.
-Nothing fazes me, i'm pretty open bout stuff.
-I like to think I'm cool. I'm not.
-I'm easy upset/offended.
-I'm not much into talking about myself.
-...
-Music is my life. I can survive with the few friends I have, but if i didn't have music, life would suck.
-The friends I do have (They know who they are) Are beautiful caring people.
-I love them with all my heart thingy.
-Glitter && Gutterfairies exite me.
-I write shitty poems.
-I blog too often
-I love you
-I sleep under your bed, you just don't know it
-I have a VooDoo dolly named Jimmy.
-&& an imaginary friend I like to stroke called Pete.
-He's on Brittney's FOB poster.
-I'm not a Wentz stalker or anything...
-With a face like that...
-...
-Dance dance.
-Couldn't resist, it's a kick ass song. but I'd rather Davey dance than Petey dance anyday.
-Besides I'd look like a walking spastic if I tried Petey dancing.
-Try a vegan burger from Lord Of The Fries, they're kick ass.
-Did I mention Dance dance was a kick ass song?
-I'm going to Taste of Chaos.
;__ That is all.

My Stories

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  • The Beginnings
    Where I came from, I don’t know, all I know is that I’m here and now.1
    900 words, 2 comments, October 14
  • Meeting a stranger
    A clean crisp breeze made the trees dance slowly. Alice felt the urge to dance with them. From her place in the driver's sear of her car she watched an old Aboriginal man practice his spear throwing with a complacent tree. He
    200 words, December 28, 2008
  • animal lust.
    I approach you from behind and wrap warm arms around your lean, muscled chest. "Baby, I want you to fuck me" I whisper hotly into your ear,
    600 words, 4 comments, January 2, 2008
  • A Love Long Lost
    Katie awoke to midday sun in her face. She sat up in bed, only to discover she lacked the will to face the day. Her boyfriend of five years
    700 words, 4 comments, June 30, 2007. In Emo

My Poetry

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  • Nighttime
    She s*h*i*n*e*s*,,, spArklEs
    <100 words, 5 comments, November 18
  • [ Tick, ]
    Tick,
    A creak from the hall, old houses are full of stories, some times i wonder if wall really do have eyes.
    100 words, November 17
  • she
    Her heart stopped as his lips touched hers. She tried in vain to pretend the split second contact lasted minutes, hours, eternity. She told him it would make her happy, instead it broke her heart just a little more. The tears
    <100 words, September 12

My other items

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  • Red Dress - Vignette at allpoetry
    She's the woman in the red dress
    Everything you want
  • Emptiness. at allpoetry
    She looked back at the amber glow and wished she hadn't
    It was blackened and skeletal
  • My Ecstasy Boy at allpoetry
    I kiss you and I can taste it on your lips.
    Drugs and sin and sex

My journal entries

  • There was never an ending
    November 16, 700 words. Friends only.
  • Dreaming
    I stood. And here I stand. Those I love do not recognise me. I have become something I was not. And am more beautiful for it. 1 I stood in awe. In awe of the wonderfulness of this world that we now take for granted And in time, my feet became the earth And my legs turned to wood I died slowly, the pain
    July 20, In Spur of the moment.  100 words. → Make first comment?
  • I realise
    This is the final realisation that I fall for boys who want nothing more than a hobby. Take up stamp collecting. I heard venomous snake wrangling and playing chikcen with cars was in. Take a hint? How dare you act like you did nothing wrong by pretending and then turning around and leaving, just like the others. Yo
    June 4, In Angry, Bitter, Hateful, Heartbroken.  200 words. → 1 comment, Add one?

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