

Life of the damned: TadaakiTadaaki pressed up against the blond cheerleader, pressing their lips together. She chuckled and pulled away, looking up at him.Life of the damned: Tadaaki
"Tadaa, you seem to be in a good mood taday. Whats that all about?" he kissed her again and rested his head on her shoulder. He could smell her blood...hear the pumping of her heart. He frowned, She's just a snack...keep that in mind. He pulled back and looked into her eyes,
"What? I can't be happy to see my girlfriend?" he said in a monotone voice, looking at her face. She searched his eyes for a moment, making him think. What does she see me as? A god? Something more beautiful than normal


Sweet AngelTake my soul dear angel, I no longer find the need. These feelings that come tied to it, only burden me. Let me live emotionless, so I can't feel this pain. Take the air straight from my lungs, so I won't have to breath. None of these things I really want, dear angel your all I need. And if my soul and breath don't matter, there's one thing of mine you've had. For dear angel long ago, I gave you my heart as well.Sweet Angel


And so we met again...We met again for the first time inAnd so we met again...
awhile last night. You sat me down, told me we should just forget. About the lies, the war, the betrayal. That you wanted things to be how they used to be. Then...you said something that made me hate you even more. You told me, "I forgive you." My smile turned to frown as you told me that I had wronged YOU. In my mind I flipped the table, smashed the memories that I tried so hard to hold onto, fell to my knees, screamed at you, cried at what you killed. But in


My dear...My dear Blade, how you sting myMy dear...
veins. My precious Blood, how you cool the pain. My fueling
Anger, how you pump my hate. My sorrowful Remorse, how you eat at my mind. My darling
Lover, how you make me so un-caring. My bastard Father, how you make me weep. My false Friends, how you abuse my love. My dear God, how you sadistically torture. My disfunctional
Life, how you make me die.

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theres a clear line between constructive criticism, and being a jackass....now pull ur head out of ur ass, and find that difference.
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i seriously regret my screen-name......bleh..
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I LOVE YOU
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There are certain themes of which the interest is all-absorbing, but which are too entirely horrible for the purposes of legitimate fiction.
You've got great art skill btw, keep it up!
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*YAOISM SHOULD BE A RELGION IF YOU AGREE PUT IT IN YOUR SIGGI* 8D
"DANCE BUBBLES! DANCE!"- Dem-Dem
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*YAOISM SHOULD BE A RELGION IF YOU AGREE PUT IT IN YOUR SIGGI* 8D
"DANCE BUBBLES! DANCE!"- Dem-Dem
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*YAOISM SHOULD BE A RELGION IF YOU AGREE PUT IT IN YOUR SIGGI* 8D
"DANCE BUBBLES! DANCE!"- Dem-Dem
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