

Broken Gothic AngelChapter 1: Raped Of InnocenceBroken Gothic Angel
I light up the cigarette and take a drag out of it, breathing the smoke coming out it. I take a look around me, seeing all the other students around me. Their like fucking sheep. I am the only one that stands out. Wearing a Marilyn Manson t-shirt, bondage pants, chains, a choker with studs on it, piercings, tattoos, boots, a big purse that has a skull on it, black makeup, and fishnet stockings. I am the only Goth here in this school. The rest of them are preps, emos, punks, nerds, gangstas, and others. I hate this fucking place. It is like Hell on earth. I don't have any friends. Everyone hates me. T


Til We DieMy friends are all hurting from moments and regrets and charity laced with a lie And still we keep hoping, to fix all the defects and strengthen these seminal ties We go on together for better or worse, our history is to real to hate Now and forever we stay until morning, and promise to fight for our fateTil We Die
'Til we die 'Til we die
The start of the journey is every bit worth it, I can let you down anymore The sky is still clearing, we're never afraid and the consequence opens the door I've never stopped trying, I've never stopped feeling like family is much more than blood Don't


Short Fairytales: Story 1Story 1: The Frozen Girl.Short Fairytales: Story 1
Look out at the landscape in front of you. Theres nothing but snow, ice, frozen flowers, and trees. No animals live here. No one lives here. No one except a beautiful young girl. She has long black hair, pale skin, and blue eyes.
The only piece of clothing she is wearing is a blue dress with no sleeves. Her feet are bare. She sits on a swing, singing her song. She sounds like a angel. She gets off the swing and starts walking over the frozen pond. You want to go over to her and give her your coat and shoes because she
looks so cold. But don't...She doesn't need a warm coat and shoes. You m
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Sleep, those little slices of Death, how I loathe them. ~Edgar Allen Poe
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Sleep, those little slices of Death, how I loathe them. ~Edgar Allen Poe
My Art Account: [link]
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"What's your Personal Quote?"
"Live Life or Eat a Rotten Shoe"
"HAHA! What the..!"
"Would you like to eat a shoe?"
"...No"
"Then live life, jackass"
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Bend over, it's rape time.
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romance is breaking every heart in two
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