DO NOT STEAL MY STUFF!!! I worked HARD on this it's only polite. and I got most of my help from my friend
The Real Yojimbo
~There is no discrimination I will kill everyone. jk I will not be mean if you are gay, white, black, who cares. as long as your not a DUMB ASS.
Theme: Death Note
Theme poem:
You see my face,
You see a lie,
You cant see my feelings,
I am dieing inside,
You are blind and you don't know,
The things my face doesn't show,
Because today I'm here,
But who knows about tomarrow...
~About me! (who really cares about me)
~Gender: female Dammit What else would I be!!??
~Birthday: August 10th 1989
~Favorite colors: Purple and black
~Personality: Dark and evil
~Music I like: Punk, rock, hard ROCK, such as, Seether, Disturbed, Slipknot, Linkin Park, Evanecensse, (ext.)
~Contact me on my yahoo messenger
*cant_escape123
~or hotmail
*cantescape123@hotmail.com
come talk to me Im bored.
~Random stuff: You cannot know my location you Fucking Rapists!!
I am an artist If you want go check out my art. I would really appreciate that.
Dad staggered in, eyes eerily lit.
The corners of his mouth foaming spit.
His demons planned an overnight stay.
Mom motioned to take the girls away,
hide them in their rooms, safe in their beds.
We closed the doors, covered our heads,
as if blankets could mute the sounds of his blows or we could silence her screams beneath our pillows.
I hugged the littlest ones close to my chest,
till the beat of my heart lulled them to rest.
Only then did I let myself cry.
Only then did I let mysel wonder why.
Mom didn't fight back, didn't defend,
didn't confess to family or friend.
Had Dad's demons claimed her soul?
Or was this, as well, a woman's role?
