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MY I HATE LISTthese are alll the things that make me angery and annoy me. (If i say somthing that offends you or someone im sorry im just getting out anger)
I hate rapers that only rap about women and drugs
I hate mainstream anything
I hate Chathloics or any religouse group who think that wicca is a satanic clan, so people who are reading this wicca is the MOST peasful religons out there and we are one of the only ones to not start war so read up on religons before you juge
I hate Chathloics or any religouse group that thinks any religions besides thires is satanic
I hate people who dont "approve" of homosexuals
I hate people who threten,beat ,or kill someone just becuse of there sexuality,rase,religon or anything like that
I hate polotics
I hate Obama (lol)
I hate squirls
I hate people who judge some one befor they walked a day in thire shose
I HATE Jersy Shore (the show not the place itself)
I hate person who kept putting up the bilbord sings for the end of the world
I hate thinking about the
Kairax and Pshyo's adventure:1It was a late October night, Kairax and her friend, Pshyo, were in the living room watching some old cheep horror movies they had found on some random channel. They were about 30 minutes into the movie then the commercials came on.
"Uhg! I hate commercials!" Pshyo said with a grunt in her voice.
"I know right." Kairax said to her annoyed friend.
"im gonna go get some popcorn, you want anything?" Pshyo said getting up from her seat.
"No im good, thanks." Kairax replied.
Pshyo went into the kitchen and got the microwavable popcorn and shoved it in the microwave. Then she walked over to the refrigerator and got her self a glass of milk.
Meanwhile, Kairax is in the living room messing with her jacket string then something from the TV catches her ears.
"Next Friday! One of the most ghoulish bands in the United States will be coming to your area!" the announcer on the TV proclaimed. Kairax herd the word ghoulish and sprinted toward the television. Her eyes grew to the size on apples when she
Never Run From A WolfNever Run From A Wolf
No I dont want to you cant make me! A young tan teen screamed deep from his lungs. Why why must I do it i dont want to but the older but broder man only tightened his grip causing the teen to yelp in pain. But before anything else could happen everythng went black and a louder scream poped out of his mouth only to realize that he had awoken from his not so peaceful slumber. His father was popping up in his dreams more resently causing him pain sometimes even killing the people he loved his mother would smother him and try to mold him into something he was not. In one swift motion Erik sat up pulling his legs to his chest in the prosses and started shaking closing his eyes only to hear the peace and quiet fill the room. Erik got up and went to the bathroom to find a razor he dug it deep into his wrist slicing the tanned skin underneath it and watched as red rubies fell from his wrist and as small red ribbons streamed down to his fingertips he wraped up his hand wit
a hospital bird with soot in her lungsshe slept through a car crash
that almost killed her,
through whitewhite walls
where her lover dies
nobody thought she'd make it
but she woke up a few months later
with flowers in her hair
and ash in her airway
trying to remember how to start all over
but forgetting to remember how to live.
fall slipped from her open eyes
and winter crawled in for a long hibernation
to her the clouds looked sick
and pale like they might
let everything inside them out,
but she opened up wide instead,
spilling blood where there was none to be spilled.
her heart slipped down the street
and with unsteady hands
she stitched in a bird and cut off its wings.
pray into my collarbone
let your snake tongue slither
with the syllables.
i wish for soft-chested nights,
and the trickle of champagne down crystal glass.
poppy-lips, lull me to sleep,
nurse my coiling tongue with yours;
tap my scalp like a silent drum,
and wind my hair in between your fingers
like broken guitar strings.
(serenade me with the buzz of pollen in your kiss.)
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