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she loves me, every fucking night.

BASICS

Location:Canada
Last Active:01:00am | May 21, '12

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Activities:Flailing

WASH THOSE DAYS FROM YOUR EYES,

AND LET THEM FALL AWAY.







chloe mcarthur





the name is chloe.
i like bongs, bows, eyeliner, and skinny jeans.
i am IN LOVE and taken.. again.
i am pierced x15; most recent piercing: HIPS :]
most recent retirement: nostril :(, and tattooed x3, i am the owner
of a heart tattoo on my right wrist, wings on my back
and "I'd Rather Live Than Live Forever." in cursive writing
on my right foot (yes, it is bmth). i've got super long red hair currently and
i drive a sexy '86 orange ford thunderbird dubbed the "thizz wagon."
i think big storms,sharks, and dinosaurs are really cool.
music is my crack attack. i mainly listen to screamo/
post hardcore and DUBSTEP. comment/message me if you want
to know more, just don't ask me to show you
my tits :] OR hit me up on facebook, "chloe mcarthur".
well i guess that's really all you need to know..
oh, and im a brain eating zombie.
hokay, buhbye.


p.s - rip: tyson james waller, we miss you man.














oh btw, get the fuck off my page
if you: don't like pink floyd, you are not welcome. you
should go pitch tent on the I-5 highway, preferably in the middle.
you are a disgrace to man kind.. and dinosaurs.
infact, you were the cause of the extinction of the dinosaurs.
now you know why your mother never loved you. peace.


















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YOU MADE ME SWEAR.

I fell in love with a boy and never let go. he was my sunshine, my hand to hold, my beautiful mess of perfection. I won him back and lived in bliss until he left again, breaking every promise that he promised to keep. now I'm plunged back into this harsh reality of falling asleep and waking from my bad dreams alone. this is my love story.


























so, so you think you can tell heaven from hell,
blue skies from pain. can you tell a green field from a cold steel rail, a smile from a veil? do you think you can tell? and did they get you to trade your heroes for ghosts, hot ashes for trees, hot air for a cool breeze, cold comfort for change? and did you exchange a walk on part in the war for a lead role in a cage? how I wish, how I wish you were here. we're just two lost souls swimming in a fish bowl, year after year. running over the same old ground, what have you found? the same old fears. wish you were here.