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By Your Everlasting

Everybody calls me a creep or a freak it is like a permanant name:FREAK! Am I really creepy all because I've scars or because I don't like to be in cars? I don't truly honestly understand that no matter where I stand every one there called me creepy or really really freaky. Is it because I like the tatse of blood? Is it because I want to die in the wood? Is it because I am bisexual? Is it because all my sises are bisexual? Is it because I have to many ex's? Is it that all of my friends are sexist? Is it because I like yhe feel of a knife in my hand instead of my toes covered in sand? Is it because I love the alchol or the feel of a dark spooky hall? Is it because I like drugs more than priceless rugs? It is because I love you and they all know it's true! And for you I don't mind being called freaky or really really creepy. By Your Everlasting

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June 2, 2009 01:20Natural_beauty_Ashe

this is very interesting.it is so good though.idk what to say.it was just simply great.i liked it a lot.:)