breathendesires

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  • Deviant for 14 years
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mon-i-kuh]
n: advisor


I hate seeing people cry in front of me;
I doubt I will ever quit smoking;
I think about dying far too much;

I can't keep many friends for long because instead of lying to make them feel better I tell them the truth;

I can make anyone laugh in the matter of minutes;
I ramble;

I switch the kinds of cigarettes I smoke about every four months; but I always have loved raspberry vodka;

I would rather be poor and happy then rich and miserable;

I collect fortunes from fortune cookies;
I don't find myself better than anyone else;
I say things I know I shouldn't;
I find things funny that nobody else does;
I have a lot of insecurities but I don’t show them;
I always try to find the best things in bad situations;
I have a wierd obsession with body modification;
Alot of people consider me a bad influence;
I'm bad at first impressions;
I have passion;

I am most likely different than your pre-conceived ideas of me;
There were few things that she knew for sure. She knew how to breathe, even when the world tried to suck her life from her lungs, even when their words sank into her chest. She knew how to lie, whether she chose to employ this technique or not. She knew how to suffer, and she focused all her energy on making her suffering look as graceful as possible. There was so much she had once known but had now forgotten, like the warmth she felt as the sun's cascading golden rays sprinkled on her shoulders, or the way he always slept with one leg curled under the other. She had forgotten what springtime felt like; her cold body constantly battled the s
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Oh, ladies and gentlemen: do not be fooled. Do not become a victim of common fallacies, or the lies I push you to believe. I am a master, and I play the actress part. Become more than what I encourage you to know- in moments, I will be gone, leaving not even a memory. There still exist the mornings that I awaken, still in the arms of sleep, still in a place where we hold no fears. In those drowsy seconds where I am only a product of thoughts and curiousity, the light filtering in through the window hurts my eyes. I feel confused, questioning where I am. A white blinding seems to be the only thing I can see. And when I lift up my head, tilt
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You asked me if I've had a past life that ended with violence. My mind fumbled, my hands played over themselves, trying to rub away the cold. Fumbling, contemplating; I give an answer that I FEEL is true, that just lies there and exists in my mind. I do believe, I tell you, that I've died violently, perhaps by my own hand and by another. I tell you how I think I may have been raped and murdered, at gun point. I tell you how I think that I've tried to end my life, at another time, by the ocean but at the last moment, I tried to change my mind; but the surf had already gotten me. These things I tell you. My mind stumbles to the color yellow,
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Thank you for the favorite : ) :hug:
Thank you for the favorite. :]
MONNA!!!! I love you. Welcome to Deviantart!!! Its Heather btw...lol. I'm so glad you got one!
Lol, ello heather-bug.