"she doesn't even go here"i'm not a deviantarter (?)
truthfully i'm not even sure what i'm saying with this
i'm feeling artsy fartsy
it's five in the morning
i need sleep
pretty boys break hearts.sometimes I think I’m just a mess of badly drawn lines. I’m just scrawled veins beneath paper rough skin, I wear poorly sketched scars on my thighs [skin deep red pen lines] and even my smile is lop-sided- but he never seemed to notice. my skin [spread like thick icing over my skeleton] is a monotonous pattern of pores, a stretch of the world the sun never kissed. I can’t see the beauty in multitudes of freckles and chipped fingernails- but he does.pretty boys break hearts.
‘why do you love me?’
‘you make me happy.’
I never could figure out just how. was it
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"Be true to yourself."
dfaljkfalsfa -shutter-.
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let your beauty unfold.
deviantart is full of old perverted creeps ):
keep them away!
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let your beauty unfold.
ahh dude me no likey.
i'm pretty much in love with cobra.
and you (y).
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i´ve never told a lie; and that makes me a liar.
i´ve never made a bet; but we gamble with desire.
youz be so sezzy.
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