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Hatred. Raw, burning, hatred. People who felt this knew how hard it was to take it, without it rubbing off on them. It creates a pure longing for the shelter of darkness. For people who feel the hatred of family members, despite they're saying that they loved them. It felt like a betrayal. It makes people do things most people would find horrible. But its just people trying to find an escape.
She knew more then most that people who felt hatred just want to rebel and do want they wanted. All she wanted to do was go to parties with friends and leave her house to do as she wished. But she was fifteen and constantly felt the burning hatred of her parents and siblings. She just wanted to cry herself to sleep and never wake up.
She often cut her arms to keep herself from losing her mind. I know what your thinking, poor girl, she should listen to her parent's, what's she thinking, shes disgusting yadda yadda. I know. But hatred can warp a person.
TrustIt is said that the most heavenly wind. It that, which blows between.
A horses ears. I believe it. Any girl who has ridden a horse.
Will believe it. In the mornings. I wake up to the smell of horses.
Still in my nostrils from the dreams. And I can't help but smile.
When you've been around horses. Almost all you're life.
You can't help but think that horses have become apart of you.
As if it was some vital part of you're body. Like you're lungs.
Or you're heart. If you take horses away. You basicilly die.
When you're around horses. You feel as if nothing can stop you.
When you're riding through a jumping course. Or flying.
Through the tree's of a cross country course.
Or exicuting the correct movements of dressage.
You feel the bond with the horse beneath you. Strengthen.
The horse understands what you ask. And does so. Without question.
When you're heading to a competetion. And you're laughing and.
Sharing stories with you're friends. While riding with the horses.
The horses understand
Time Slows"Steady. Whatch for the jump....
Now!" Feeling the powerful animal under you.
Surge with strength as it makes the jump.
The feeling of time slowing as the critical
Moment passes over. No falts.
Turn leap. Four falts.
"That's okay. Come on we can make it"
Soothing the horse under you as it nickers
in frustration. Turn speed up.
"No!" Warning the black being as it heads towards
The wrong jump. It swerves akwardly. But you make the right jump.
The surge of pride as you and you're horse. Leap over the final fence.
Time slows again. Hoping beyond hope. That there won't be any falts.
You clear it. Gently slowing the cantering horse down.
Raising the hand holding the crop up high in victory. As the judge
Announces the time. Hearing you're team mates cheer as the horse rears up.
Patting the gentle giant with pride as you head to the stables.
Brushing the horse down with pride until his coat gleams in the dim light.
Taking pictures with you're mom and friends to remeber the great times.
Burn it all!
Leave not a trace!
Ashes to ashes,
You shall become that again!
Let the flames consume you,
And perish in the fire
CollabWhy must love me such a heartache?
Every time I meet a girl,
I think she will make me happy
But my dreams are merely illusions
And they catch up to me
Now I am a broken man
With little to strive for
I move on hopelessly
To the next
After all the time I've put in
Trying to "make it work"
Why do I find myself alone again?
I tried to pull you in closer,
Forge some sort of connection
Only to discover you're a total poseur.
When will I stumble upon
A love that really lasts
Past the break of dawn?
BMO primer amor sengunda temporada(?
Segunda temporada o algo asi,bien su pinche pendeja les contara cierto adelanto,bmo ya esta cursando la unibersidad y vive con paul que ahora esta a cargo de la empresa desu padre.
Marshall y fio se comprometieron
Finn y marcy tambie
Jake y arco tienen un bebe pero aun sigen estudianto
Y por ultimo y no inportante el pinche pendejo de neptor esta de novio con flama cofcofvipolarcofcof
Eso estodo los amodoro :3
.:~When you were beside of me~:.| /\M /\ FOO|_
FORG!VE ME FOR MY M!$T@KES
BY THE TIME YOᗢ GET THIS
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$U!C!DE !$ MY F@TE
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ᗩND THE ONES WHO STILL DESPISE ME
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@ND ! W!LL PLE@
THᗩT THE HᗩPPIEST MOMENTS OF MY LIFE WERE THE MOMENTS WHEN YOᗢ WERE BESIDE OF ME
Ain't That A ShameAin't that a shame
I can't remember your name
Though your face is distinct
I fail to think
Of what you sound like
So give me a strike
Send me a sign
Of how you came to mind
.:~Something I can't take~:.causing a mess
so much fucking stress
this really hurts my chest
cuts on my wrists
look at all of the slits
no one seems to give a shit
and man I don't blame 'em
I'm so lame
I'm going insane
can't handle all of this pain
how about some mercy on my emotions for god's sake?
my body feels like it's having an earth quake
the hysterical shakes
please drown me in a lake
this is something I can't take
My sexyMy sexy
Do I know what sex is?
Fuck no do I dream?
Hell yes, these are the same words I use to describe sex
All I know is I get hot and nervous when I think about it
And that's my secret
One day I'll share it
With the person I love
After I'm married of course
But you know what I don't care
I've tried and am still tried but why should I care TELL ME! Or I'll just tell you what I think
Sexy is smart, a smile, a good time
Loving every second with a person that it goes by so fast
It's like you got away with a crime
Your heart racing covered in sweat and other stuff from running the marathon thoughts slowing down as you get out of sight
Feeling good as hell and tired to death
It's like music a great beat nice rhythm and you decide what it means to YOU!
Pride. It kills. It makes people do things they normally wouldn't. It makes them hard people to understand and know. It makes people stuck up, unbelievable. And most of all. Cold.
She knew that more then most people. She was a very proud girl, fourteen years old and already she was the least trusted member in her nieghborhood. All because she got into to many fights, ws to pridefull, and didn't take criticizm well.
She took hurtful words everyday from her enemies, friends and even her siblings. She just felt broken, but her pride wouldn't let her take anything, from anyone without returning the favor.
She sighed and turned from the magnificent view of the Colorado mountains. She walked back towards her house through the forest. She hurt. Mentally, she felt drained. Like coldness, hurt and rage was all that was left within her. She couldn't take much more. She wished her pride would release her.
So very much...
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