| Hi. My name's Autumn. Nice to meet you, I guess. I'm taken. My AIM is xxjinxykinsxx. I have nothing else to say. |


About MeAbout me: I clutch The Bible (to save my soul), blast music (to drown the voices) as I try to sleep (though I fail). If you think Im crazy (you might be right). Oh well, at least I'm different. If you dont think the worlds fucked up (get off this page and go watch the news). Better yet- dont watch the news. Hasnt anyone noticed that after theres a shooting, about five others pop up? (come on, open your eyes)We dont have enough creative people to do that (on their own). Don't whine (we don't care). Instead of complaining, go fix it yourself. Break away from the crowd. It's the only way to truly lAbout Me


RememberingThink back...Remembering
Elementary School Do you remember when we were all "cool"? All we had to do was be ourselves.
Clothes had nothing to do with anything. We could have shoes and when were asked where they were from we could proudly say Wal-mart.
Sports only influenced a small bit like who your better friends were. After all we were all besties till the end. And your friends were anyone. Guy or girl, it didn't matter. Cooties were just a myth that we gave up in Preschool.
Middle School You get pushed from the nest, soar or spiral downwards? I know which one was me.
Suddenly clothes ha


Where You Are.I lie here awake In your imaginary arms I'm cold but wanting you Could only cause harm.Where You Are.
I try to forget you Yet remember all the same I'm alone and I only Have myself to blame.
I could've run to you And I could've risked it all But I held back for you Heeding your holding call.
I didn't want to lose you by trying to reach you faster But now, it seems, it would've been right Between us lies a wall of alabaster.
I can't look at you without smiling Your beauty still astounds And yet when I realize that you're no


Decrepit BlossomsSpring is a passionate kiss, an alarming happiness Rooted from deep within the seeds sown into a once decaying heart Its an emotional burst of color, undying flame dancing in rapture To the same old anthem of eternity spent in embraceDecrepit Blossoms
Spring is the crystalline blue of a goddess eyes That fade into a dull gray if you concentrate hard enough Its the yellow of gleeful madness As April showers bring forth an army of flowers (always make the roses your drummer-boys)
Spring is the beautiful aroma Of all the wonderful things youve never smelled It
| Hi. My name's Autumn. Nice to meet you, I guess. I'm taken. My AIM is xxjinxykinsxx. I have nothing else to say. |
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What we've been striving for, has turned into nothing more, than bodies limp on the floor, victims of falling short...
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Twilight: The AIDS of literature.
If Larten Crepsley tore Edward Cullen to pieces, I would laugh hysterically.
no, im not hi. lol, wad up?
hot damn.
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Twilight: The AIDS of literature.
If Larten Crepsley tore Edward Cullen to pieces, I would laugh hysterically.
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-Love
-Such as it ends
-Breaking the hearts that wouldn't bend...
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Twilight: The AIDS of literature.
If Larten Crepsley tore Edward Cullen to pieces, I would laugh hysterically.
it was "that's hot"
so it came up as her and i kept it
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Twilight: The AIDS of literature.
If Larten Crepsley tore Edward Cullen to pieces, I would laugh hysterically.
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