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Name: Meg ♥
Birthday: 12/2/1989
Gender: Female
Interests: bubble tea.film photography.all types of rock music. daisy rock guitars. painting at 3am. poetry. modeling. thrift stores. family guy. grunge sisters. disney movies. lyrics. horror movies. vampires. anne rice. burlesque. suicidegirls. pin ups. glow sticks. hippies. homemade things. fishnets. sundresses. country roads.
Expertise: modeling && photography
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
AIM:  feelmebreathe7
MSN: thesefalsesmiles@hotmail.com
Member Since:
11/26/2008
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| you won't find me on this anymore.
I'm going to use tumblr now,
too many old memories when I come to this page.
I'm starting fresh,
if you want my tumblr link, go to my myspace
http://www.myspace.com/blessedx__arethebroken
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| Joely,
I can barely feel you.
Will I ever see you again?
Not my lover, not my friend,
but my protector and my biggest enemy.
I'm so tired of this mirror.
Are you still here?
Have you been right all along?
Did you find someone prettier, funnier, and finally move on?
I wish you well, my light.
I miss you well, my dark.
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I hear you in the wind..
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My hands are at your throat,
and I think I hate you.
We made the same mistakes like friends do.
Just know, you'll always fill a place in my heart.
And that cavern, will only beat for you.
I didn't call you my best friend for nothing.
It's a shame life waxes and wanes like this,
collecting and deleting people so easily.
I would have figured at the very end,
when I call roll,
you would have been there.
I was mistaken.
From up here the city lights burn,
like a thousand miles of fire,
and I'm hear to sing this anthem
of our dying day.
& b r o k e n h e a r t s ;
Clementine: Too many guys think I'm a concept, or I complete them, or I'm gonna make them alive. But I'm just a fucked-up girl who's lookin' for my own peace of mind; don't assign me yours.
Joel: I remember that speech really well.
Clementine: I had you pegged, didn't I?
Joel: You had the whole human race pegged.
Clementine: Hmm. Probably.
Joel: I still thought you were gonna save my life... even after that.
In that euphoric moment I asked, “What if there was no tomorrow?
What if this was the end of our lives? What would you say?”
Around that time I noticed the pain I had been ignoring from my left side.
Blood began spewing freely, and amongst the crippling pain I heard her speak… “I love you.”
"I always told you, I was too weak to be your cure."
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He speaks,
"This time you are alone, I cannot be there to put the pieces back together. Too long you have leaned upon me as a crutch. Now, I must teach you the hardest lesson of all, how to repair yourself. Do not worry, I have faith in you. If you took anything away from me, hopefully it was the strength to do what must be done not what you want. If you should fail, I will be here.
I do not loathe, despise, abhor, or hate you. I still love you and I always will. You will be my Clementine, and I will be your Joel. Know under the icy exterior that you helped fashion that there is still some life left. The pulse has slowed and the beat is faint, but it is there." | | |
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Blood stained sheets in the shape of your heart,
this is where it ends, this is where it starts.
So soft and so tragic, as a slaughter house
You press the knife against your heart,
and say,
"I love you so much you must kill me now."
If I was your vampire...
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| What are you doing to me?Jesse, Here's the part in the movie,
when you can see right through the acting.
The part where the music dies,
and there's nothing but the inhaling and exhaling of
lungs and air.
The sheer moment before
he brings her world to
a screeching
halt.
Right before everything
burst into reality.
And you feel it.
you really feel it.
And for once,
your heart beats in rythmn with everything else
the blood fills your body once again.
No more games,
no more filters.
Wait stop,
Don't get too ahead of yourself.
You're not the one with the control,
You don't have the lead,
he has the ability to completely
crush you.
How does that make you feel?
The fact that you feel young and old
at the same time.
Where did that strong,
'don't-give-no-fuck' additude go?
What about all those speeches all those words?
"I'll never let a man, control me.
I'll never let a man completely have my heart."
No. I won't surrender, I musn't.I know, I am certain I am stronger than this,
even with my barriers cracking under
the possibility
that I may have always been nothing
but an act.
That maybe,
I had always been this weak minded girl,
with a curtain of false strenght
thrown over her head.
but then again...
this is the first time,
I don't have
the upper hand.
This is the first time, I feel like the student,instead of the teacher.Just now,
I understood
how
exactly
you got
under
my skin.
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