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It's not so perfect everyday.


So it's true my words are contrived
I tell lies just to get into your mind

Beauty makes her eyes glow.
Imitations of love.
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Designer: JeSsie
Basecode: tm
Monday, April 21, 2008

A battle with Pap is never to be retaliated.
That I certainly am sure of, knowing his rotten temper and strength.

When it comes down to her and him , both so hot-headed, nuts happen.

I was sitting in my room, heart held back with a bow , ready to shoot out like an arrow the moment they clash. I was afraid, very.

It didn't take long at all, before I heard heavy thumpings on the ground. He was already charging towards her , all I could see were thrashings after thrashings. She was screaming and Mum struggling to stop him.

Arguing took place.

She came into my room sobbing and I told her :''He's insane.''

'She sounded so desperate to make a stand and I clearly understood.

I couldn't help but cry because I love them both.

5:23 AM