2 Months.. Really xD
Excitedbtw.. THERE IS NO POINT IN THIS POST. Just thought I'd let you know that :3
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(THAT IS SO SPELT RIGHT)
Please Dad xOmgoldcrappystorYx"But dad! You can't just say no when you haven't heard my-" "No! I will not have a daughter who plays hockey. Hockey is a mans only sport and always will be!"Please Dad xOmgoldcrappystorYx
That's our typical father/daughter fight. My name is Amy Bigs. Not a very popular name, but a name. I love hockey, but my dad disapproves. My mom died when I was little. And my dad never does anything for himself.
"You think you can get away with everything, don't you?" My father shouted coldly. Ignoring everything I threw at him when I finally shouted;
"You know? Sometimes I wish you would have died! Not mom!" I tried to fight back the te
I Need A Name For Myself 02I woke up to the buzzing of my extremely beat up alarm clock. I got up and fell back over. Still woozy from the hangover I was on. My mom kept me up half the night drinking and talking about a guy she met at the bar. I tried to get up again, this time, holding onto the nightstand that stood beside my bed. I realized that I still hadn’t turned off the annoying buzzing of my alarm clock. I reached over and what seemed to be miles away, clicked off my alarm.I Need A Name For Myself 02
I threw on a pair of ripped black jeans and zipped up a red hoodie, covering the Bring Me Death band tee shirt I had on. I flipped up the hood on my sweater and walked into the k
I Need A Name For Myself 01I stepped up the high stairs onto the almost empty city bus. Black hair swaying back and forth, brushing against the back of my neck. Looking for what seemed to be the loneliest seat. I took the one at the back next to a frosted window. I scraped with what nails I had left from biting on them whenever I got scared or nervous. I scraped through the, what seemed to be a thin glass. Looking through the small hole I had dug in the ice, I seen a woman holding a freezing baby. In fact, she to looked like she was cold. I looked harder and seen the blue tinge to her lips and her pale complexion. She looked like a homeless person. I thought of how theI Need A Name For Myself 01
I Hate My Life xPart2x Is she okay?I Hate My Life xPart2x
What happened?
She's crazy.
The never-ending murmurs echoed Alison's head as she walked into the new room of her councilor, Rebecca.
"Alison, right?" Alison stumbled. She looked up to see Rebecca.
A tall blonde woman with her hair in a braid. She wore a plaid skirt and a button-up blouse, as if she was wearing a school girls uniform. Alison felt her face grow hot. She ran to a seat that looked comfortable enough and sat down. She pulled her legs up to her chest and hid her face in her knees.
"I guess I'll have to take that as a yes." she tilted
Im a writer. I try to draw, but most of the pictures I make I end up eating. I take some pictures. Hope they are good enough for deviantart. Happy devianting  |
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I must be running out of luck
'Cause you're just not drunk enough to fuck
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I must be running out of luck
'Cause you're just not drunk enough to fuck
xx
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"Whispering in the dark, deep inside my dream. Can you hear me yet?"
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I must be running out of luck
'Cause you're just not drunk enough to fuck
(: <3
xx
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"Whispering in the dark, deep inside my dream. Can you hear me yet?"
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I must be running out of luck
'Cause you're just not drunk enough to fuck
A big hug just for you <3
*grins*
xx
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"Whispering in the dark, deep inside my dream. Can you hear me yet?"
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