I really hope everyone is doing well. I missed everyone here at dA.
Bye for now.


Funeral at HomeFire burning in the eyes of the crowd; snow burying the cold, dark grave.Funeral at Home
Yet night has not yet come to find, or devour, the light inside the heart of man.


To a dear Friend...Do you believe in God? I'm sorry to ask, I just want to make sure I don’t seem inconsiderate. So, do you believe in God? If so, I’d ask him not to let me pull this trigger.To a dear Friend...
Is it possible to explain how I feel?
Even after everything that’s passed,
It’s you who has always held me up.
Your persistence guaranteed I would go to you for help. Like a true friend, you were there when I needed you.
But in all honesty, no matter how much I care about you, I hate you.
I hate everything about you.
I hate the way you look, The way you act, And most important


DetractionCan you see the message entangled in dreams? It’s always been there, hidden, among the glamour and gore.Detraction
Our lives are filled with that which we can’t forget.
Promises and betrayal, such things are unsaid.
Do you remember the day you walked beside me? I can, even if it never happened.
I can remember the sound of your steps, The softness of your voice, The way you made me feel like I actually mattered.
And even if you can’t remember this, Or imagine that it took place one time in our lives, It will always be here living in my heart. But we’ve changed, and that forces


Still There...This darkness is mine to keep. Only my own for the taking...Still There...
Just go to sleep-- go to sleep
Felt that strong hand cover my mouth muffle my yells, press down...
Just scream out loud-- scream out loud.
Surging pain, streaking through my body. Mind soaking itself in horror...
Just keep breathing-- keep breathing.
It will be over soon, tonight the tragedy will stop.
Just wake up-- wake up again.
I promise that today it is over with, even if just for now...
Just keep fighting-- keep fighting.. &n


Sinking Stepping StoneIn a state of disrepair... Count the days I've layed here broken... Nothing as it seems to be... And still you don't know it... Stupid thoughts in my head... I don't know anymore, if anything's worth fighting for... Stupid thoughts say maybe...Sinking Stepping Stone
And I've done it all myself this long, I've shut everyone out... Thinking I can lead this invisible army of myself... But to then face the world and there's only me... I stand alone... I stand broken... No one sees it, sees these scars... Violent tendancies I have for myself... So eager to repair those I love, and desparate to destroy myself... I'm rotten inside, dying...
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Kristen!!!
it's bitchin' ----> [link]
Send This To All Your Friends, And Me If I Am 1.
If You Get 7 Back You Are Loved!
1-3 you're a bad friend
4-6 you're an ok friend
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Send this rose to everyone you care about!!
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What The Hell Am I Doing Here?
...I Don't Belong Here
And She Thought That Happiness Was A Mess That Sat On Her Doorway
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What The Hell Am I Doing Here?
...I Don't Belong Here
And She Thought That Happiness Was A Mess That Sat On Her Doorway
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Shegsy
An echo is all thats left of my soul....
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