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Bigger Fish To FryI'm the girl you feared. I'm the girl they spoke about, in those spiteful snickersBigger Fish To Fry
In those grubby corridors.
I am the girl who lived through the teens Bearing the marks of the trade; I'm the girl who learned not to care.
I became the girl just wanted to leave town; When I did I left too much behind. I'm the girl that tried to make something of herself...
I'm the girl that's someone else. Here, they call me fonder nicknames Than they ever did in school.
Because here, there is no discriminate; No reason to act 'cool'. And yet I stil


Stream of ConsciousnessEverything has a place. A key in a lock, a child in a nursery. Everyone seems to have a place that suits them just fine, A place they can call home, without feeling a little pinprick of hurt. Just feeling warm.Stream of Consciousness
I don't have that, not since I moved out of my home. The first thing my Mother did was move everything around.
I don't have a room there anymore. I don't blame her, she needed the room. But from a marketing perspective, that is effectively wiping part of my identity. Anyway. The reason I'm typing this is not to complain. It's more to reflect. If I don't get


La Vie, Subject To Change.Just my thoughts and me In a block of a hundred and fifty people Strangers, faces, friends.La Vie, Subject To Change.
My new start began here, in a world where
Social trends seemed to be the main concern And I became someone I don't recognise, A braver person than me,
I became a girl called 'Rexy'. The basics of home remained, But I grew up alot in a few weeks, With just my thoughts and me.
I pushed away the betrayal, the lies, the hurt, The bullshit that had once shaped the persona. Happy-go-lucky became my everyday And I wasn't faking a word of it.


Bold.Your selfish giveaways In an attempt to look the victim Your treacherous actsBold.
Ever the source of mistake
Your fucked up narcissism It may just be impossible to hate you any more, Your Lear-esque drive for affection Will keep you lining my pockets
And lo, and behold, When you realise you never bought my love, Just stole my time And wasted my years
Your sorry little tragedy This was doomed from the start You were the unfortunate catalyst In the birth of my heart.
| My work. Lovingly written by me. Available for viewing by anyone remotely interested...I hope you enjoy it. =] |
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Art is what you can get away with...
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'Love me tenderly
While I rape your dignity'
~TheYoungPoet.
You know I'm not the wordy type, but I have read some of your poems n_n
why haven't you uploaded any drawings? I want to see what you've been doodling lately XP
i will upload some just for you now i have a comp all to myself
hehe
whatd you think of my ramblings?
i've been peeking at your deviations and you're still ridiculously brill!!
=]
how have yyou been?
xx
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'Love me tenderly
While I rape your dignity'
~TheYoungPoet.
I just got a PC too after my lappy died XD
Ramblings are always good.
Thank you, I've been ok I suppose, I have to go to a mental health clinic now though cause I was thinking of stupid things, but I'm mending :3 how are you?
woo for ramblings.
Ahh, i've been well thanks..uni is fun and stuffs. I'm sorry to hear that! But glad you're on the mend =]
do you still use the same msn addy or do youhave a newer one?
x
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'Love me tenderly
While I rape your dignity'
~TheYoungPoet.
Thanks for the fave
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A Dream Is A Wish Your Heart Makes
He may know who he is and he may know about my feelings for him, but he'll never hear it from me <3.
My FAB avatar was made by: MenInASuitcase [link]
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'Love me tenderly
While I rape your dignity'
~TheYoungPoet.
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la la la shibbedy doo wap shoo wally wally... yep
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