Now then...I am bad at times. Friends and emotion are the core of my being, yet I constantly abuse these things in order to scare my already poisoned heart. I lie. I control, manipulate, destroy. I hurt others. I hurt myself. Why is a useless question. There is no “why.” It simply “is.”
I must do these bad things; cause this pain upon myself and loved ones when I see the truth. You think I don’t, but I know. I know....and I cannot say that I understand. However. I cross the line by knowing what is right. I will without hesitation sacrifice our friendship in order to let you see the dark side of the esoteric light.
I can help you.
And I will have you hate me for it.
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/Sandra.
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Thou canst not speak of that thou dost not feel.
I was not sorrowful but only tired
Of everything that ever I desired.
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Oh how I wish for soothing rain
All I wish is to dream again
My loving heart
Lost in the dark
For hope I'd give my everything
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Where the howling winds rage
And the mountains are majestic
I can breathe, and where there is
Human flesh, I feel strangled
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Madam: " But surely, the arm of this woman is too long."
Matisse: " Madame, you are mistaken. This is not a woman, this is a picture."
~Matisse~
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Im a =Vixen-sama fangirl
[link] My etsy shop! ^^
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Did you know that "Holmes and Watson" is an anagram of "Noted Slash Woman"?
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Suku: *shifty eyes*
Yami: ...You're plotting something, aren't you?
Suku: Meee? Plotting something? Neverrr...
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