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"It's no big deal. Break her heart. Let her down. Make her cry.
Cause you "love" her, right?"
 

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WOW, shot to my morals.
Squish the brains out my head, I don't deserve them.
Out of character, I say? I question that very thing nowadays.
I wave the big R goodbye, such a temp.
What ever happened to those wuffels?
Wave goodbye to those I guess. To a lot of things.
To myself.
All I can say is, those waves are getting pretty high.
 

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Anyone I know....take it. amuse me.
For you to answer::

What Would You Do If:

1 I committed suicide:
2 I said I liked you:
3 I kissed you:
4 I lived next door to you:
5 I started smoking:
6 I stole something:
7 I was hospitalized:
8 I ran away from home:
9 I got into a fight and you weren't there:


What Do You Think About My:
1 Personality:
2 Eyes:
3 Face:
4 Hair:
5 Clothes:
6 Manners:



//OPINION//
>Am I fat:
>Am I sweet:
>Am I crazy:
>Am I loveable:
>Am I funny:
>Am I ugly:
>Am I psycho:
>Am I annoying:
>Am I a good person:


//WOULD YOU//

>Hug me:
> Miss me if I was gone:
>Listen to my problems:
>Hug me if I cried:
>Be a good friend:

// WOULD YOU (opposite sex only)//
>Ever go out with me:
>If you already have would u do it again:
>Kiss me (really):
>Marry me if u could: >

// IF YOU COULD//
>Give me a new name it would be:
>Hook me up with someone who would it be:
>Do one thing with me it would be:
>Drop me one piece of advice it would be:
 

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Change
At some point, you learn to accept the fact that the people
you wish wouldn't change, do. Goodbyes hurt, but only mean
forever if you let them. Pictures never replace being there and
nothing lasts forever... but you also learn to laugh until your
stomach hurts. Act so crazy that people think you're high and
just live for the days with your best friends just having fun because
life is too short to worry about change.
 

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Remember, remember, the Fifth of November,/ The Gunpowder Treason and Plot... / I know of no reason/ Why the Gunpowder Treason should ever be forgot... But what of the man? I know his name was Guy Fawkes and I know, in 1605, he attempted to blow up the Houses of Parliament. But who was he really? What was he like? We are told to remember the idea, not the man, because a man can fail. He can be caught, he can be killed and forgotten, but 400 years later, an idea can still change the world. I've witnessed first hand the power of ideas, I've seen people kill in the name of them, and die defending them... but you cannot kiss an idea, cannot touch it, or hold it... ideas do not bleed, they do not feel pain, they do not love... And it is not an idea that I miss, it is a man... A man that made me remember the Fifth of November. A man that I will never forget.





Valerie: I know there's no way I can convince you this is not one of their tricks, but I don't care. I am me. My name is Valerie. I don't think I'll live much longer, and I wanted to tell someone about my life. This is the only autobiography that I will ever write and God, I'm writing it on toilet paper. I was born in Nottingham in 1985. I don't remember much of those early years, but I do remember the rain. My grandmother owned a farm in Tottle Brook and she used to tell me God was in the rain. I passed my 11 Plus and went to girls' grammar. It was at school that I met my first girlfriend. Her name was Sarah. It was her wrists. They were beautiful. I thought we would love each other forever. I remember our teacher telling us that it was an adolescent phase that people outgrew. Sarah did. I didn't. In 2002, I fell in love with a girl named Christina. That year I came out to my parents. I couldn't have done it without Chris holding my hand. My father wouldn't look at me. He told me to go and never come back. My mother said nothing. But I'd only told them the truth. Was that so selfish? Our integrity sells for so little, but it is all we really have. It is the very last inch of us. But within that inch we are free. I'd always known what I wanted to do with my life and in 2015 I starred in my first film, The Salt Flats. It was the most important role of my life. Not because of my career, but because that was how I met Ruth. The first time we kissed I knew I never wanted to kiss any other lips but hers again. We moved to a small flat in London together. She grew Scarlet Carsons for me in our window box and out place always smelt of roses. Those were the best years of my life.


In 2010, they came. And after that there were no more roses...Not for anybody. After the takeover, they started rounding up the gays. They took Ruth while she was out looking for food. Why are they so frightened of us? They burned her face with cigarettes and made her give them my name. She signed a statement saying I'd seduced her. I didn't blame her. God, I loved her but I didn't blame her. But she did. She killed herself in her cell. She couldn't live with betraying me, with giving up that last inch. Oh Ruth. They came for me. They shaved off my hair. They held my head down a toilet and told lesbian jokes. They brought me here and pumped me full of chemicals. I can't feel my tounge. I can't speak. It is strange that my life should end in such a terrible place but for three years I had roses and apologized to nobody. I shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish...Except one. An inch. It is small and fragile and it'sthe only thing in the world that's worth having. We must never lose it or sell it or give it away. We must never let them take it from us. I don't know who you are but I hope you escape this place. I hope that the world turns and things get better and that one day people have roses again. I don't know who you are but I love you. I love you. Valerie."




If you've never seen V For Vendetta...I strongly suggest you see it. it's an amazing movie.
 

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haha Family Guy quotes
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Peter Griffin: Another thing that grinds my gears is when I can't find the droids I'm looking for.
Stormtrooper: Yeah, me too. What gives with that?



Stew Griffin: [after having sex with Fran] Um... that's never happened before.
Fran: Which part? The eight seconds of sex or the 45 minutes of crying?
Stew Griffin: Uh, I guess both.
[pause]
Stew Griffin: Do I give you money now?
Fran: Yeah, I'm gonna go.




Tricia Takanawa: Here comes Mayor Adam West himself. Mr. West, do you have any words for our viewers?
Mayor Adam West: Box, toaster, aluminum, maple syrup... no I take that one back. I'm gonna hold onto that one.
Tricia Takanawa: Thank you, Mayor West.





Scientist: [Scientist unfreezes Walt's body] Welcome Back,Mr. Disney
Walt Disney: Are the Jews gone yet?
Scientist: Uhh,no...
Walt Disney: Put me back in!
[Slams the crynogen chamber shut]
 

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R.I.P. Garreth Thomas
God looked around his Garden and found an empty place.
He then looked down upon his earth and saw his loving face.

He put his arms around him and lifted him to rest.
His Garden must be beautiful, he always takes the best.
He knew that he was suffering, he knew he was in pain.
And knew that he would never get well on earth again.
He saw his path was difficult, he closed his tired eyes,
He whispered to him "Peace be Thine" and gave him wings to fly.
When we saw him sleeping so calm and free of pain,
We would not wish garreth back to earth to suffer once again.
He left us precious memories, his love will be our guide,
And he'll always by our side.
It broke our hearts to lose him, but he did not go alone.
For part of us went with garreth on the day God called him home
 

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How happy is the blameless vestal's lot!
The world forgetting, by the world forgot.
Eternal sunshine of the spotless mind!
Each pray'r accepted, and each wish resign'd;
Labour and rest, that equal periods keep;
"Obedient slumbers that can wake and weep;"
Desires compos'd, affections ever ev'n,
Tears that delight, and sighs that waft to Heav'n.
Grace shines around her with serenest beams,
And whisp'ring angels prompt her golden dreams.
For her th' unfading rose of Eden blooms,
And wings of seraphs shed divine perfumes,
For her the Spouse prepares the bridal ring,
For her white virgins hymeneals sing,
To sounds of heav'nly harps she dies away,
And melts in visions of eternal day.
 

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remember this Melissa...
When you are down to nothing...God is up to something
 

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Dear Abstract Hunter,

Nothing.

its not called nothing becuase my mind was blank, or even empty.
Rather, i was thinking of what to write. i thought of nothing. then i thought that even nothing is a worthy subject to ponder as well as something most people have not considered as something that exists.

Does it?! Maybe nothing hides inside an explicable word that resides in the long pages of a dictionary.. or perhaps within infinity.
My belief is that nothing is merely a word, and that its existence cannot be. Nothing cannot be comprehended. Same with forever and infinite amounts of anything.


Picture NOTHING


Do you see darkness? or a blank white? Because even shades of colors are proof of existance. The extremities of light and dark are the existence of all the colors within the visual spectrum combined and absorbed or reflected by whatever it is that you are seeing.

The only way I feel I can comprehend nothing is probably within death. When I'm dead my brain will deteriorate and I will truly think of nothing. I will not comprehend the passing of time or the blatant darkness. Only because I will have no eyes to see, or ears to hear. When I lay down to rest all time and no time will pass in the same instance I close my eyes.



This was written by the most brilliant of friends I have aspired to connect with. In this, there is so much truth, so many thoughts run wild and I want to ponder the same.

See, the essense of "nothing" is completely argumentable, in the fact that, repeating what my friend, the abstract hunter, had to say is that when you picture nothing, one pictures pure white. Another, black. So nothing is clearly something, because to think of absolutely nothing, is to have no thought at all.

It has a name given. Nothing. Things, people, thoughts, they have identity because people choose to name them, to distunguish them. Nothing couldn't possibly be nothing, because fi it was, no one would have thought to name it. No one would try to think about nothing, because there would be nothing to think about.
Maybe nothing isn't nothing at all. Maybe nothing is something. Nothing is the space between the lines. Nothing is the black on a television turned off. However, The space between the lines isn't nothing at all. it's paper. and the blanks screen is meerly still a screen. So to write about nothing, is to not think of writting anything at all.

So, abstract hunter, my thought is


change your title
 

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I Pray
When life swerves
When fate takes it's course
when I get caught up
that's when we must learn

Teach me how to forget
Tell me how to move past
these things that pierce me
Teach me how to learn

Just when you're comfortable
right then, you're done for
nothing stays
that's when we must learn

Teach me how to forget
Tell me how to move past
these things that pierce me
Teach me how to learn

I pray, I pray, God tell me how to live
Help me learn
Teach me
Teach me
Teach me how to forget
Tell me how to move past
these things that pierce me
Teach me how to learn
 

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wow good quote
Be very careful if you make a woman
cry, because God counts her tears. The woman
came out of a man's rib. Not from his feet to be
walked on. Not from his head to be superior, but
from the side to be equal. Under the arm to be
protected, and next to the heart to be loved
 

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Take this Candle
There's something about you
If this is my feet, why aren't I running?
if this is my heart, why is my love not showing?
You calm that raging storm
that destroys the wind and rain
they molds the waves

Lord take this candle in my life
take it, burn it bright
burn it bright for me to see
but hold it so it doesn't burn me
just so I can see the glow
so I can see the glow

There's something about you
"you'll be fine"
yeah that's the chime
the chime that rings so clear in my head
if this is torment
it's damn well working
it's, it's damn well working

Lord take this candle in my life
take it, burn it bright
burn it bright for me to see
but hold it so it doesn't burn me
just so I can see the glow
so I can see the glow

Who taught the sun where to stand in the morning?
That same One can help me with this one
I can't put my finger on it
I want to run so far, and fall real hard
so I wont remember any of this
but dreams are far from truth

Lord take this candle in my life
take it, burn it bright
burn it bright for me to see
but hold it so it doesn't burn me
just so I can see the glow
so I can see that glow

Take it, burn, burn it bright
burn it bright so I can see
 

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get me outa here
I hate you
I love you
I hate this
why must you act like it's so easy?
why must it be that I can be so over you,
and then with just simple conversation
be completely seduced right into this stuper of mine?
why?
I hate you
I love you
I hate this
do something terrible
make me hate you
make me never want to see your beautiful face again
do something so I can blink
cuz baby, I can't stop starin'
I hate you
I love you
I hate this
 

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that's actually...very..true..
dont be so quick to judge..
you only see.. what i choose to show you