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"NO CLITS IN THE PIT" YOU MAKE ME SICK FUCK YOU AND YOUR SHIT AGAINST GIRLS WHO BELIEVE IN THE MUSIC AND THE BANDS. I AM THE GIRL WHO HAS THE PASSION FOR THE MUSIC, NOT TO PICK UP A ONE NIGHT STAND OR A WEEKEND FLING. GOT NOTHING BETTER TO DO AND THINK YOU KNOW ME? FUCK OFF NOW! AS SCENE ON MYSPACE, INTRODUCING; TARADREAD. bby, you’re worth more dead! I am just another living organism who is slowly rotting her way out of her inner core through the use of drug like products alcohol and on a rare occasion nicotine sticks. I still want to be remembered as the girl who always smiles even after her heart is broken and as the one that could brighten up anyones day even if she couldn't brighten up her own. I’m the kind of girl you can hear from miles away, the kind that when your sad, my shoulders the one you’ll be crying on. The one whos always making stupid mistakes and saying “sorry. I trip over everying, I’m such a klutz and get so frustrated over the littlest things,but I’m also that girl who holds everything back, whn you ask whats wrong I’ll just smile sweetly and say “Oh, nothing.” I’ve been beat. Mentally and Phsycally. But I still leave my house everyday with a smile because that’s just who I am. LOL I seriously have a crush on ALL boys! I still wish I was a newborn forever. Living a life without a sense of stereotypes, racism, and all the evils in the world that have wrapped their way around modern day. Yes, I do dance in my underwear with a brush in my right hand swinging my hair around like a rockstar, thank you very much. I am far from this thing you call perfection. I am a hopeless wreck, a disaster, a mistake to have ever been brought into this world. I have violent mood changes and am loud when I’m hurting. I EAT WHEN IM BORED! I FALL FOR BOYS WAYYY TO FAST. Imp vulnerable to all of your lies. Every day I have to hope I won’t need a fake smile to get me through the day. I make up silly excuses for everthing I do! I help DRAMA thirve! I’m just an average teenage girl. When I look in the mirror I mainly see a horrible person who will never make herself her own person. Other times I LAUGH cause I know I’m more real then ANYONE here. I’m scared of getting close to anyone, everyone who said they would be here for me, left. Everything happens for a main reason and VOIRE CE CROIRE. I would rather die alone then with a man who hits me! Suicide and murder are escape from fear, sadness, anger and all those negative relating emotions that cement our reality together. The one noble escape is to die gallantly after a long lived life surround by love smiles and a feeling of piece, not a knife thrown to your wrist or a chord around your neck. I have felt the normal emotions. Anger. Fear. Love. Depression. Happyness. I’ve had the time of my life, and I’ve hit rock bottom face first and alone. I know my true friends from the people that follow me and laugh at my jokes for the image it gives their reputation. You type your disgusting “About Me’s” how you’re perfection and how you’re a massacre and that you refuse to talk to “fuglies”. Thanks for contributing the disease of self hate!. I don’t need your irrelevant notations on how I should look and how I should type my about me. Myspace has become the most fake site I have ever seen. You have turned a music site into a way of promoting self hate and vanity. Grow up. I know its one of the scariest things that can ever happen, but it’s the only way you’ll earn any REAL respect and actually be a human being and not just some walking corpse that’s been sucked into an alternate reality.....more in my about me MYSPACE.COM/STFUBUMRAPE MYPSACE.COM/STFUBUMRAPE MYSPACE.COM/STFUBUMRAPE MYSPACE.COM/STFUBUMRAPE MYSPACE.COM/STFUBUMRAPE MYSPACE.COM/STFUBUMRAPE |
