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Name: Dawneth
Birthday: 2/1/1988
Gender: Female
Interests: reading, writing, er.. listening to..um.... almost anything metal
Expertise: area of expertise?? I don't really have an area of "expertise" I dunno why but i like putting "expertise" in quotation.. I guess I write.. that's sorta an "expertise" thing.. I'm not really an expert at anything though
Occupation: Student
Industry: Other
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Member Since:
1/19/2004
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So inspiration finally came to me to day in class.. Enjoy!!
Cunning Reproduction
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Show me what I'm not at all...
Show my eyes with signs of life,
Instead of eyes consumed by strife.
Show me with a lot less weight,
And rid me of my own self-hate.
Show me flawless untouched skin,
I'll never turn away again.
Mirror, mirror lie to me
Show me what I want to see...
Show me beauty and self pride,
Not the wretched girl inside.
Show me false identity.
Show me fake divinity.
Show me talent from within,
I dare not ever blink again.
Mirror, mirror take my hand
Keep me in this sacred land...
Where beauty now defines my name,
My heart has been relieved of pain.
Keep me from reality,
And rid me of hypocrisy.
Mirror, mirror made of sin..
I've lost myself in you again.
Today's Quote: "Eating hurts, starving works!!"
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And she smiled for the first time, since that
horrib;e night, as he declared his love for her. She told him how she
felt as well, everything she could think of because she knew he'd
understand. She'd often wrestled with the idea of falling for someone
so... obvious for her.
And he smiled for the first time as he heard
the words he'd just confessed echoed back at him. Never imagining in
vain that they'd be repeated back to him. He'd tried so hard to bury
his feelings, in fear that they would never be returned. Although,
despite his efforts to hide, he knew theywere meant to be together.
And they both smiled for the first time since
their broken hearts could remember and they knew (for sure) that these
two broken people were meant for each other.
And they couldn't help but smile because for
the first time, they realized that these two completely imperfect
people couldn't be more perfect for each other.
Today's Quote: "Maybe you're not perfect,
maybe you just seem perfect to me. And I'll save you the suspense,this
girl you met, she's not perfect either. But the question is whether or
not you're perfect for each other"
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| Great..
So she's confused...
That's ok....right?
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| Current Mood: Happy!!
Suicide, painless?? I think NOT!
She was sitting in the front row pew once everybody left. She was
sitting so stiff with the occasional sob every now and then. Her face
was twisted in this way that looked like confusion, anger,
disappointment and sadness all at the same time. Once she was sure
everyone had left she walked up to his coffin. Stroking his face, she
asked aloud the question that everyone who knew him was thinking,
"Why?" She didn't understand what could be so horrible to put a
permanent solution to a temporary problem. Life was tough, she knew
that, and she thought he would pull through.
Maybe
he didn't know that he was her hero or that she would have done
anything to save him. Maybe he didn't know that she was completely head
over heels in love with him. She started telling him exactly how she
felt, all the confusion, how much she loved him, how much she was going
to miss him. A part of her still believed that this wasn't really
happening, that she would suddenly wake up from this dream and he would
be there at school the next day..
She loved him, no doubt
about it. And she learned that day the true meaning of pain. But she
knew that she was going to have to learn to let go, also. She bent down
and kissed him cold forehead.
"I guess you didn't see all the
people who cared about you. You didn't know me as well as you thought..
You didn't know how all this would affect anybody.. And you didn't know
that when you decided to end your life, you killed me too."
Today's Quote: "I loved you once, you loved me not. I loved you twice,
but then I thought.. You never loved me, never will.. But in my heart I
love you still"
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Current Mood: Happy 
A tear rolls down the side of her face as she lays on
her bed staring up at the ceiling. She doesn't even bother wiping it
away, it's almost as if she doesn't notice. And maybe she really doesn't.
Just then, he walked into the room frustrated. He throws his bag in the
corner and paces for a while. She doesn't bother saying hello or moving
at all. Does he even notice her there?
He slumps down in to a chair next to the bed, turns on the TV and mutes
it. Another tear makes it's way down the side of her face. He looks at
her and attempts to say something, anything to break the silence, but
no words come. He lies down beside her. How long has she been zombified and why hadn't he ever taken notice?
He props himself up on his elbow and pushes the hair away from her
forehead. She's beautiful when she cries, he thought. How long had it
been since he'd told her she was beautiful? How long had it been since
he had given her any sort of compliment or shown her any form of affection? She was thinking
the same things.. He leaned in and kissed her on her cheek where her
tear had left it's stain. If she hadn't been in such an apathetic
state, she might have died of shock. He put his arm around her and
together they laid in silence. No words spoken, no words were necessary. After a few
minutes she turned over, and facing him, she burried her face in his
chest and let out large sobs that had finally crept their way out.
Holding her tightly, at last, she calmed down. He lifted her face and
kissed her forehead gently.. He leaned in hugged her and whispered the
words that had remained unspoken for so long..
"I love you so much. I know I don't say it very often (hardly at all)
but I really do. You're everything I've ever wanted, and I'd be so lost
without you. I can't stand the thought of us not being together. I love
you, _____, so so much."
And for the first time in months, she found herself smiling. She loved him too, and he knew it. She loved him.. Always did, always will.
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