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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OthLwh5Gtvw
Welp, shows one of my obsessions. -.-
Welp, shows one of my obsessions. -.-
Eminem - Mockingbird (Lyrics) - Clean Version
I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG! NO COPYRIGHT INFRIDGMENT INTENDED! ALL CREDIT GOES TO ITS RIGHTFUL OWNERS! ( I purchased it off of iTunes ) I think this song is abso...
on February 20, 2016
Where are my eyes?
Where is my lip?
Why is here a place
cold darkness here?
There are children playing
in a mirror.
laughter does not leave under the See More
labyrinth
Red blood gets my body wet.
And who is killing me?
Where is my hair?
Where is my foot?
Why is here a place cold darkness here?
want to feel warmth of
skin gets wet as having got wet
and rain.
And who is killing me?
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XDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
Child's play.... X3
Where is my lip?
Why is here a place
cold darkness here?
There are children playing
in a mirror.
laughter does not leave under the See More
labyrinth
Red blood gets my body wet.
And who is killing me?
Where is my hair?
Where is my foot?
Why is here a place cold darkness here?
want to feel warmth of
skin gets wet as having got wet
and rain.
And who is killing me?
-
XDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
Child's play.... X3
on February 20, 2016
Pokémon:
Name:
Nickname: ( can be the same as name. )
Accersories?:
Gender:
Sexaulity:
Name:
Nickname: ( can be the same as name. )
Accersories?:
Gender:
Sexaulity:
on February 20, 2016
Aftertale Comic Dub - Part 1
Original Comic by http://loverofpiggies.tumblr.com/ I'm in no way a voice actor but I enjoyed making this anyway.
on December 30, 2015
I really cried to this https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CHpZkt0WlE4
![Sans - Bad Blood [Undertale Genocide AMV]](/imret/pp/kjb4IJ.jpg?w=300&h=300&sc=1 "Sans - Bad Blood [Undertale Genocide AMV]")
Sans - Bad Blood [Undertale Genocide AMV]
I hope you'll enjoy this video! I really was in the mood for this. And I cried a lot. Sans and Papyrus are my favourite characters. Anyway, I don't own the a...
on December 30, 2015
on December 29, 2015
san bernardino
(I'm scared...there was a terrorist attack there last week and I live really close by there)
(I'm scared...there was a terrorist attack there last week and I live really close by there)
on December 13, 2015
Nightcore - "Balloons" (MandoPony and PurpleRoselyn Duet)
Uploading this pretty late! I live life.....Eh. Anyways, hope you all enjoyed this video, it took me forever to find a good picture and to match up both of t...
on December 12, 2015
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(okay then...)
(okay then...)
on December 12, 2015
I lay here. In this unmarked grave, forever alone and hated. Watching the ones in the marked graves being pampered with flowers and gifts. Oh, how I despise them. How I envy them.
I am forever unknown. To be forever unnamed, it is truly torture. No one to love you, bring you flowers. Imagine, watching the marked graves being cared for, as your corpse is being trampled. Knowing no one knows your even there.
I am stuck in this hell. I am chained to where I am buried. Where no See More one will find me. I am numb and lost. I can't move. I can't feel anything. Anything but pain and sorrow and hatred. I wish someone could lift this burden I carry on my shoulders. But I know…. There's no one on this earth that knows me, that loves me.
I am forced to lay here, in this unmarked grave, watching the others. They know there's still people that love them, that miss them. But, I! There is no one that even knows where I'm buried! What if someone out there knows me? Actually misses me?
….
I doubt it. I've been laying here for so long… I don't know how long.
Days? No, it's been much longer than that.
Weeks? No, longer, still.
Years? Eons? I don't know any more. I watched my own body rot, just like everyone else. But they, they had people to help ease there pain. I am forever forgotten. Never to be found. So I will sit, and try to ease my own pain. Because I am forgotten, no one knows my pain… No one knows my suffering… No one knows…
So I will sit in this hell. And wait for someone to realize, they are not walking on a measly sidewalk, or path, but they are walking on a grave. They are walking an a being, just like them. Clad in a blue leather armor, and rifle beside them. A flag folded neatly over their chest. Their once chestnut hair, fallen out and rotted. Their once creamy skin, gray and decayed. And once green eyes, melted and rotted to no revival. A look of pain and terror forever imprinted on their face.
One day, they will discover me. One day, I will no longer be forgotten. One day, I will be free.
(Oh no! It's a sad story I had written!)
I am forever unknown. To be forever unnamed, it is truly torture. No one to love you, bring you flowers. Imagine, watching the marked graves being cared for, as your corpse is being trampled. Knowing no one knows your even there.
I am stuck in this hell. I am chained to where I am buried. Where no See More one will find me. I am numb and lost. I can't move. I can't feel anything. Anything but pain and sorrow and hatred. I wish someone could lift this burden I carry on my shoulders. But I know…. There's no one on this earth that knows me, that loves me.
I am forced to lay here, in this unmarked grave, watching the others. They know there's still people that love them, that miss them. But, I! There is no one that even knows where I'm buried! What if someone out there knows me? Actually misses me?
….
I doubt it. I've been laying here for so long… I don't know how long.
Days? No, it's been much longer than that.
Weeks? No, longer, still.
Years? Eons? I don't know any more. I watched my own body rot, just like everyone else. But they, they had people to help ease there pain. I am forever forgotten. Never to be found. So I will sit, and try to ease my own pain. Because I am forgotten, no one knows my pain… No one knows my suffering… No one knows…
So I will sit in this hell. And wait for someone to realize, they are not walking on a measly sidewalk, or path, but they are walking on a grave. They are walking an a being, just like them. Clad in a blue leather armor, and rifle beside them. A flag folded neatly over their chest. Their once chestnut hair, fallen out and rotted. Their once creamy skin, gray and decayed. And once green eyes, melted and rotted to no revival. A look of pain and terror forever imprinted on their face.
One day, they will discover me. One day, I will no longer be forgotten. One day, I will be free.
(Oh no! It's a sad story I had written!)
on December 12, 2015
![[HOT] BTS - RUN, 방탄소년단 - 런, Show Music core 20151205](/imret/pp/N90v3u.jpg?w=300&h=300&sc=1 "[HOT] BTS - RUN, 방탄소년단 - 런, Show Music core 20151205")
[HOT] BTS - RUN, 방탄소년단 - 런, Show Music core 20151205
Music core 20151205 BTS - RUN, 방탄소년단 - 런 ▶Show Music Core Official Facebook Page - https://www.facebook.com/mbcmusiccore
on December 12, 2015
What is the balance after year if an account containing earns nominal interest
on November 16, 2015