1. One day..

     One day, you’ll be happy, and one day, he’ll be sad. You’ll make a fool of a goof, the one you wish you never had. This day, he is triumphant. This day you are defeated. But one day, just one day, he will not be so cocky, he will realize what he’s done. He’ll fight for you back, but you know he’s not the one. Don’t except the lies, don’t take the blame. Your not perfect, but he won’t except that you were born this way.<3

      A bully in a school, abuse in a relationship. Getting away with murder just like Misses Casey Anthony.</3 It’s unfortunate to see, but it happens everyday. Make a stand, be heard, and lead them to safety.

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  2. are2:

Future classroom

    are2:

    Future classroom

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  3. How sick is this.c: &lt;3

    How sick is this.c: <3

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  4. XD banned from McDonalds.

    XD banned from McDonalds.

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  5. I can out eat you

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    Reblog if you read that wrong.

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  6. Blood soaked angel.

     

       These skies are painted red for a little girl with no home. With no way too seal that hole in her heart, that will lead to death, her only way out. Her heart throbs, the tears that fall down her face are real. That little girl, with the long black hair, and the malnutrishioned body, she feels that pain. That little girl is doubt. She is sick. Mentally. She makes the people around her think her heart is throbbed, she wants to be in those shoes. A little girl with out a problem, just wishes she had some. Her wrist don’t lie. She wishes that sky was red and those tears were real. In those dreams she flies away from the hate. Her slick black wings come out. Her shell is broken. She wishes the pain was true. Demented she wishes her life was imperfect. Us, we feel this pain. She feels nothing more than the sheer attention she recieves from the lies on her wrist and the depressed smirk across her white tinted lips. She loves it. A truelly insane little girl. When the rest of us suffer she soars. But wants to feel our slums, and stay out of her own suburb. Life is peachy for her. But yet she longs to feel our pain. I wish to feel her greatness. I wish to feel that love, she wishes to feel this hate. Our lifes are Oh so different. But she goes home to loving parents, and I go home to a shitty house and meerly nothing more.

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