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Zombie outfit is almost done...
I just need white lace gloves, white face paint, and something for my hair.
I'm not sure about Daniel left message on his answeirng machine.. O.o
Kelli's so excited its cute <3
cant wait to see Lily
I dont know when I'm mailing parry's gift and letter -__- funds needed
"Torn"
So, so, Sweet
Maybe we, we, are comstomary
I'm interested
holding on by a white string
Riping, tearing
he tells me my green hair is imaginary
My brown eyes no longer dull and dreary
Wipe off the traces of red lipstick
Smells like my friendly lover
Laying next to me
Looks so understanding
He knows I'm torn
Are you sytematic
Estatic perfection
so pure your eyes penitrate me
Never have all of me
My attachment is defective
My devotion ignored
I'm fueled to discover reasoning
I'm, I'm wondering
why does your name bring nauseation
I feel like an abomination
Under the flame is something hard
Just flirtation with something
Forbidden
No sweet words
Maybe, a hostility
Regret harbored in my skin
Love that wont let it's self be removed
What could have been different
I'm torn
Part of you holding on to me
part of me dreaming
"She"
She likes to look into the mirror
to tell herself she’s not good enough
She keeps herself stuck in fear of loving
to be safe from persecution
She just make's sure her cuts aren’t showing
ashamed that her weakness is bloody
She thinks her words mean nothing
you really don’t know how to listen
She's so destructive
that’s why she builds you up so well
She thinks of one word
and it drives the familiarity
She's healing slowly
ignore the dejected faces
She hates her pessimistic ideals
principles help up with philosophy
She heard when you softy uttered her name
wondering if its real or if she’s insane
She has them tell her she's normal
they reassure her that her lunacy is conventional
She cries tears for her lost epiphany
happy to be in reality
She’s at the point of exhaustion
her smiles amazing
She enjoys administering disobedience to you silent rules
you never see through the fake confusion
She knows that she’s not okay but she’s happy anyway
an artificial ego with a pretty face
She’s redefining herself
away from what she used to be
She’s the one that started the festivity
danced the judgment away
She knows she might not be real
the only one that feels that way
She’s the girl with the far away eyes
affiliated with your lies
She’s imperfect
it’s perfected tonight
She’ s happy
even if you're blind