How confused you must be
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Thread Topic: How confused you must be
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When the truth is that I see
Why you say that it's hard to be me.
And we all, make mistakes
it's not you but this world you should hate
you're as beautiful as you were yesterday.
I love this song.
What's up? -
Hey. Good song.
sorry if I disappear my parents are most probably soon to start bossing me around :-/ -
meerkat Novicehey fun bun,so ya you were 2014's best user!
trying to breathe again,U? -
It's amazing ^~^
It's fine. -
wait wait wait
wut
i was 2014 best user
wut wut o.O -
Well you are an awesome person...
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scarlet4ever NoviceI agree
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meerkat NoviceYep! i declared you that and no one said different! everyone else agreed:)
my awards were:
nicest person
best couple
second place in top 3 best users
best friend -
Awe, well thank you ^~^ Today has just been... a good/odd/awesome/bad/weird day? xD Ah hormones.
hey Alek, can I ask you a favor? Nothing big, just need you to read a short poem that I wrote to see if it makes sense.
Scarlet: well thank you ^~^ -
dammit
Meara: Oh my gosh thank you ;-; -
scarlet4ever NoviceIt's ok
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hormones...? okaaaayyy...
Ok, sure. -
Scarlet: ^~^
Alek: Hormones make people have mood swings which are why teenage girls are so complicated.
Okay one second... -
meerkat Novicelol we also got cutest couple award
You deserve it:) -
Alek:
The World or Rope
I couldn't see behind those windows
They were glazed over with sadness and pain
I couldn't hold the hand that desperately needed it
My fingers just slipped through as if you were a ghost
You sat down and soaked in crimson
But the water flowed clear
As it filled to the brim
Red waterfalls hit the ground
Now you're trapped in a box
Safe from everything
But you left me here standing alone
With a rope in my hands wondering if I should follow
And you left me standing here alone
And for a million years I'll question myself why
I can't see those windows anymore
I can't have my hand slip through the ghost anymore
So I stand here still with a rope in my hand
And the world in my other
And I wonder which path I should take
The weight or the rope
And to this day I still wonder
What made you take the rope
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