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Author: Damned Soul Of Chaos
Fiction Rated: K+ - English - Tragedy/Suspense - Reviews: 5 - Published: 06-07-07 - Updated: 06-07-07 - Complete - id:2373064

My lyf is m3ssy

lyk an ardvarck cowt in a thunnd1rsturm

lo5t

a1on3

gonna b ded

in a brite flash of pan3 n liteninng

and its soooooooooo much lyk

a meet griynder

that shreddz mi fadin sol3

2 p3ac3z of wut i nevr wuz

mi inos3nc3 is kold end ded

a11 th15 pane i5 a11 ur fau1t u b3tch!!1!

lyk n unpluged telefonne

diskonectted end foarlorn

roamin teh for35ts of agony and de5pa1r!1!11!!

A/N: u no wat ardvarcks r rite/? lolz their these wi3rd litle animalz that liv3 in burowz in afrika and eat bugz i think if 1 got cowt in a sturm an died that wud b sooooooooooo sadd so thats y i think it discribez mi feelins i want3d 2 sho this 2 tim but hes still mad mi...im rly dipresed rit3 no anywayz by3 4 no.

jessie



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