Thursday, December 9, 2010,
Mr. Muscle forcing bursting,
Stingy thingy into little me, me, me.
But just "ripple" said the cripple,
As my jaw dropped to the ground.
Smile smile.
It's true I always wanted love to be,
Hurtful.
And it's true I always wanted love to be,
Filled with pain-
And bruises.
Yes, so Cripple-Pig was happy,
Screamed " I just compeletely love you!
And there's no rhyme or reason.
I'm changing like the seasons.
Watch! I'll even cut off my finger.
It will grow back like a Starfish!
Mr. Muscle, gazing boredly,
And he checking time did punch me.
And I sighed and bleeded like a windfall.
Happy bleedy, happy bruisy.
I am very happy,
So please hit me.
I am very happy,
So please hurt me.
I am very happy,
So please hit me.
I am very very happy,
So come on hurt me.
I'll grow back like a Starfish
Like a Starfish...
-Antony and the Johnsons.
12/09/2010 03:35:00 PM
Nick: Tien.
Gender: Female.
Birthdate: 19-04-1989.
Location: Netherlands.
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