anyways life is going well, missing tiana as always, my heart is always aching when i am away from her


Ma Vie Pour ToiMa cherie, mon amour, Mon cur et ma petite copine, Tu es plus belle que les autres Femmes du monde, Cest vrai que je taime De tout mon cur et âme, Je veux te montrer que Je veux passer ma vie avec toi, Ton amour, pour toute léternité.Ma Vie Pour Toi
Tu as les beaux yeux, Beaucoup de couleurs, Tes cheveux sont très doux Jaime passer mes droigts Dans tes beaux cheveux; Jaime tenir ta main et embrasser Tes droigts, sentir ta peau douce; Je veux te prendre dans les bras Et te tenir pour toujou


The CallLaying here feeling so alone, waiting for the call, the sweet voice, that beautiful melody that flows on forth over the miles that separate us to my ears, that beautiful laugh rings in my ears, lifting my soul and lightening my heart.The Call
Missing the touch your soft skin, the hands that i long to hold, the fingers that brush my arms, playing with my ears, caressing my cheek with your hand as you lie next to me in the moment that should never end.
I close my eyes to picture your smile, so beautiful, the smile that cheers me up, and so warm and soft, t


A Vampire's RedemptionMoon is high looking down,A Vampire's Redemption
bathing the earth in its silvery light, a lone figure walks beneath the starless night,
clothed in darkness, a living shadow, night's phantom, ghostly being,
thin and tall, almost gliding over the ground,
no blade of grass nor stick broken beneath the silent footfalls of he who lives in shadows.
Steps out into the light of the moon,
pale skin gleaming, flawless and smooth,
luminescent glow from the eyes and nails, a being evanescent, much like the scent of decay,
locked in eternal darkness, seeking the light, walking onward a


an animalistic realitythunder echoes in the distance, signalling rain, the sky once more sheds its tears upon the world, never enough to clean all the blood from the soil red is the dust, turning to black as does the sky.an animalistic reality
lightning lights up the black sky, like a great hand, reaching out from the clouds, white and hot, the rumbling of the clouds that crash together like the war drums of the men marching to war.
the screams of men and women in the night, the cries of many orphaned children piercing all ears, blood falls like rain from the sky as all these men flew into the sky in an exp
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Never let anyone tell you about you.
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Never let anyone tell you about you.
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j'aime mon amour, pour toute l'éternité
moi et mon amour 6/16/07
lolz
yay im your second comment
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Never have to say you are sorry - Qi'ai'r Zhjao, Supreme Archon of Pjaotai
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welcome to
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can't rain all the time..
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