YOU'LL THANK ME LATER! ...Maybe....after you pelt your shoes at me.
Anyways, YEP!
K, I love you, buh-bye!
PS: Like your new avatar? XD Sure beats your old one...which...totally made no sense. Yay! Now we match!
I need to get better at em X3 But this will haveta do for now!
Whee!!










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You left me at the altar
My heart in my hand
I am tired and broken
Haunted by memories of
The life you've stolen
I am tired and broken
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FOOXXYYYYCOOOONNNN!!!!!
I like that drawing...it needs a mouth...so it can eat.
Crap....George Washington's calling me again. NO ME GUSTA LOS TROLLONKEYS!
And I told you...if he comes over to my house and starts yelling at me again...Gerard's gonna whoop his little Trollonkey arse! Uh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huhh AAAHHH!
There is no J in aah. Try and figure out my nonessential BEINGS! Zim? Zim?!
The letters spell my name if you cross out my third cousin removed and triple my salary for the month of March. Why March? Cuz I SAID SO.
I bet you're wondering why the bloody hell I'm typing so much. EH?! EHHEH!!!? Cuz I don't LIKE TO SHUT UP! Look...I'm SHOUTING AT YOU. I'm sorry. I love you....
Okie dokieran....BUHBYEEE
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"Hand in mine; Into your icy blues; And then I'd say to you; We could take to the highway; With this trunk of ammunition, too; I'd end my days with you; In a hail of bullets."
He's worse than the fat whore!...If that's even possible!
...Now he's yelling at me in some...weird...language! ...That's not English! Don't even try and tell me that's English! AAAAHHH! ;___;
*dies*
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"Hand in mine; Into your icy blues; And then I'd say to you; We could take to the highway; With this trunk of ammunition, too; I'd end my days with you; In a hail of bullets."
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You left me at the altar
My heart in my hand
I am tired and broken
Haunted by memories of
The life you've stolen
I am tired and broken
Here's a bunch of hugs from me to you
Be kind, share the love, and hug an artist today!
More info at:[link]
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"You howl and listen. Listen and wait for the echoes of angels who won't return..."
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"You howl and listen. Listen and wait for the echoes of angels who won't return..."
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You left me at the altar
My heart in my hand
I am tired and broken
Haunted by memories of
The life you've stolen
I am tired and broken
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