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• Amber but you can call me Fae-Fae


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• Choir Awards, Singing Awards, Poetry Awards...too many to list, Honor Roll my whole life
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• to become a singer, study in Italy, find my true vampire love...already attained, to master my craft of magic
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myOtaku.com: Fae Tsukiakira


Friday, July 9, 2004

   Slipping fast...
how much longer can a person stand and before falling after being riddled with bullets?... i swear if i slit my throat and let the blood fall at her feet it would more than likely please her...yes i speak ill of my mother...perhaps if she didn't hate me so much...she has all of my friends convinced...but they don't see her after they are gone...they don't have to hear the ridicule and yelling...sometimes i wish my blood would spill so no longer would her words enter my ears and stain my mind...all of my darkness and pain was because of her...she made me into these hateful thing i am now...i hate breathing...i no longer want her near...never was she a mother...i don't know what a mother or a father is like...not a real one anyways...please someone...am i dead yet?...dear his voice my only comfort...my only healing source...thank god for the singing talents of HIM or i would no longer see a point in living...his music gives me hope inspires me to not give up...but i am afraid that soon not even they can hold me on my feet...i am slipping fast...
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