Seriously, who says to someone I like you too much so I think we should stop hanging-out. It pisses me off when someone hurts you under the pretence that he wants to protect you.
What do you do when someone waits until they're drunk to tell you all the important things? How far can you believe them?
And that's not even getting started on the guy who can't even use a knife properly. I'm sick of being messed around & guilt-tripped. Honestly, what do these peope want from me?
Sorry for being emo, I just wanted to visualise how I'm feeling at the moment.
Do you want to be friends?
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Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the self-same well from which your laughter rises was often-times filled with your tears.
~ Rene 'The Big D' Descartes o' course <3
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Colonel Kurtz:
I watched a snail crawl along the edge of a straight razor.
Crawling, slithering, along the edge of a sharp... razor... and surviving.
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Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the self-same well from which your laughter rises was often-times filled with your tears.
~ Rene 'The Big D' Descartes o' course <3
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Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the self-same well from which your laughter rises was often-times filled with your tears.
~ Rene 'The Big D' Descartes o' course <3
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~MetalHarpey + Voldemort-Fan...
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Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the self-same well from which your laughter rises was often-times filled with your tears.
~ Rene 'The Big D' Descartes o' course <3
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I'm just showing off this cool lettering thing
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Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the self-same well from which your laughter rises was often-times filled with your tears.
~ Rene 'The Big D' Descartes o' course <3
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