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and i feel like this whole album describes everything and its fucking april but i feel like talking to him gave me such a high that i crave
and its been that craving since last year
im crazy
omg
im ridiculous









I saw you again, it felt like we had never met
It's like the sun set in your eyes and never wanted to rise
And what have you done with the one I love?
When I look into your eyes, I see no surprise

I always thought it was sad
The way we act like strangers
After all that we had
We act like we had never met

We make believe, I've never seen your face, you neither mine
And catch my eye, don't register a smile
You were more than just a friend, oh but the feeling
It never came to an end, I can't bear to see you

I always thought it was a shame
That we have to play these games
It felt like you really knew me
Now it feels like you see through me

When I see you again
I'll know not to expect
Stay one step away
We will have to wait

When I see you again
And I'm greeted as a friend
It is understood
That we did all we could

I always thought it was sad
The way we act like strangers
After all that we had
We act like we had never met

I always thought it was a shame
That we have to play these games
It felt like you really knew me
Now it feels like you see through me
 
 
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aight you already know yous a cool bitch now just tell em how you want it



i want to be a doctor and travel south america. After watching The Motorcycle Diaries in the 8th grade I have this feeling that I'm not meant to work in the US. I can't picture it. I've been indecisive about being a lawyer or a doctor. I want to travel and hear stories of people and their travels. I'm quiet and shy. I like to work alone but can be adaptable. I play golf, which surprises most people I meet. Throughout my life I've always stayed under the radar and never did anything outside of my comfort zone. Until my senior year of high school I surprised myself and basically everyone by taking the number one spot on the golf team and landing myself a scholarship. I was introduced to a competitive world which I at most times was afraid of. I went to play for my college team and will be going on my second season. I've met all kinds of people, those who are honest and intimidating and those who belittled me and were cheaters. I realized this was what the world was going to be like and I would have to ground myself and take the plunge. I had to believe in myself and others. This is what I would have to say changed me. It took one movie and one season of golf to make me realize what i want in life and what it takes to get to wherever I want to be.
 
 
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04 October 2012 @ 09:47 pm
hEYYYY!!!!

I'm slightly buzzed and i am so excited for saturday because even though he hash;t come through i am still going to see that fine piece of ass!!!!! llLlLalalalala
<3332333333
 
 
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21 September 2012 @ 12:54 am
my beautiful sister...
my artist, writer, landscape architect, poet..
mon coeur.

rough hands that shape, draw and sculpt.
short fingers and big palms - the hands that hold the future
life lines and art projects

watching her grow
then watching her leave

"don't let anyone tell you you're stupid, or not good enough"
how dare they, do they not know what she is capable of?
what she does? she can play with your mind, you are a fly and she
is the plant, the beautiful plant that eats you alive

once you meet her, you won't forget her.
like poison, her laugh
that laugh that can be heard across the room
how i miss it

she can recite books like no other
her beautiful way with words
i'm never jealous, just glad to be in her presence
to see her work
the crisp smell of paper, the musky scent of paint and colored pencils

when she sleeps, her unusually small mouth stays opened
letting all the dreams and butterflies flutter in

her friends find her strange, sometimes disapproving of her Hemmingway actions
charging lions, beer, blondes with blue eyes, classic movies and books stacked high
i love her very much

sometimes - i don't even think i need friends or lovers
she was my life but now i am making my own way
i don't look for her approval as much
i take her books like a bum looking through trash
my drugs, the prescription always full

i don't read them, they sit there next to me
i think it's my security, the reason why i'm okay that you're gone
you've touched them and have left them
i take and take

coming in to your room to find you laying on your bed
i always liked to disturb you when you read

as of right now, its close to 1 am and i want to cuddle with you
put my arm around your soft stomach
your stale hair, unshaved legs
asu shirts and no shorts
this is how i remember you and always will

my love.
your strong jawline, your small teeth, full lips with a beauty mark
tangled hair

i would give anything to be next to you
to roam harvard and sit with you in class
i would rather look outside the window
but just to be with you is enough

my sister...
 
 
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03 May 2011 @ 10:19 pm
Ed Gein was fascinated with the woman’s ability to have power over men

Excelled in reading and worked well with children because they were easier to relate to than his peers

History’s most inspirational killer (Psycho, Silence of the Lambs, The
Texas Chainsaw Massacre)

Weak alcoholic father and domineering mother who was deeply religious
on which he was very attached to her

Mother taught him immorality and the evils of women and discouraged
his sexual desires and verbally abused him for believing he was destined to be like his father

After his mother’s death, he became obsessed with sexual fantasies,
female anatomy and the human experiments in Nazi camps

Robbed graves to do experiments and had a great desire to be a woman

Police found hanging corpses with throats and hands missing, bowls
made of skulls, hanging lips, skin upholstery for chairs, masks made of
human facial skin, vulvas painted silver (including his mother’s) and
his mother’s heart in a pot, breast used as cup holders, a belt made
from human nipples, and an array of shrunken heads


S Y M P T O M S O F A S O C I O P A T H
-no conscience
- inability to make and keep friends
-lack of remorse or guilt
-lack of empathy
-deceitful and manipulative
-promiscuous sexual behavior
-shallow emotions
-superficial charm
-impulsive
-need for excitement
-irresponsible
-pathological lying
-incapacity for love

Environmental Factors
-Deprivation
-Sexual Abuse
-Abandonment
-Emotional Abuse
-Physical Abuse




“Place others at risk for their own benefit”
Statistics
-3 to 5% is men and 1% is women
-70% of sociopaths come from fatherless homes
-15-25% of prison inmate’s show signs of being sociopaths
 
 
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24 February 2010 @ 08:55 pm
<3  
SOooo cuttee!
I love golf..






NICE AND BIG! JUST HOW I LIKKEE IT!
 
 
 
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20 May 2009 @ 03:35 pm
:)  
 
 
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12 May 2009 @ 11:00 pm




i like the video.
everyone is perfect!
 
 
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05 March 2009 @ 11:30 am

little shnoopy.

big shnoopy.


:)