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you

occupy

me.





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Why Vanentine?



Be my holy Avenger!

fill thy enemies hearts with fear

who really need a Vanentine

when they could have:

a sword

a shield

a holy worrior

the holy part is to

justify

hitting people with sticks

dont worry

its bean used for

centeries

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When i try to speek the word

love

it feels like verbal sin

knees

to the ground asking for

inoccents

you

occupy

me

inside and out

i cut my hair

i cut myself

nine times on each ancle

maybe i have problems

once i think i found away out

only to fall back

why do they fall too?

even when i have told them not to.

i must stink with my own self hatered

they never seem to notice...

no one does.

i guess thats for the best...

things are just too abstract to put in to words.......

"People confess their sins to her, silently, as she passes"



what is a charming woman?

am i one

i think

i

may have always wanted to be one.......

i also think i want people to...

hate me?

it may be better that way...

no one would be hurt

(but me)

i would be a common enemy.

relish my fall.....

that could be fun...

or it could hurt really

very

bady...



today he made it clear to me that i dont know

what it feels like to

have your heart ripped out.....

i think i will beat him with a shovel...

hows that for pain b***h!



sigh...i need to sleep.

the thought of the pains i am inflicting on others

has kept me

prissonner

in reality

for the past few days.



i wish i could say something more than i am sorry

something that means more.

i would give you anything:

me?

if it would make you happy.

but it wont

you only think it will.



i dont think you know who i am talking to....

i think i do...

******** i am ttired...









you

occupy

me