my tear is your storm; my blood is you life; my broken heart is your creation; i will love you always!

A guy and a girl were riding on a motorcycle...
Girl. slow down i'm scared.
Guy. no this is fun.
Girl. no it's not please it's way to scary!
Guy. then tell me you love me.
Girl. i love you now slow down.
Guy. now give me a big hug.
She gave him a big hug.
Guy. can you take off my helmet and put it on yourself? it's bothering me.
Girl: took the helmet
In the newspaper the next day a motorcycle crashed into a building because of break failure. Two people were on it and only one survived. The truth was that halfway down the road the guy realized that the breaks were out and he didn't want the girl to know. Instead he had her hug him and tell him she loved him one last time. Then he had her put his helmet on so that she would live even if it meant that he would die. If you would do the same for a person you love then put this on your profile.


cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty
uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal
pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to
rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't
mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the
olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer
be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl
mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm.
Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed
ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe.
Amzanig huh? Yaeh and I awlyas thought slpeling
was ipmorantt! tahts so cool!


Girl: Do i ever cross ur mind
Boy: No
Girl: Do you like me?
Boy: Not really
Girl: Do you want me?
Boy: No
Girl: Would you cry if I left?
Boy: No
Girl: Would you live for me?
Boy: No
Girl: Would you do anything for me?
Boy: No
Girl: Choose--me or ur life
Boy: my life
The girl runs away in shock and pain and the boy runs after her and says...
The reason you never cross my mind is because you're always on my mind.
The reason why I don't like you is because I love you.
The reason I don't want you is because I need you.
The reason I wouldn't cry if you left is because I would die if you left.
The reason I wouldn't live for you is because I would die for you.
The reason why I'm not willing to do anything for you is because I would do everything for you.
The reason I chose my life is because you ARE my life

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my friend wynter sorrow wrote this

Hell

The shouting echoes from the other side of the door,
My hell. Not of flames, nor of darkness,
Hell, my hell is where I am,
But of the other side of that door,
No family, no love, no friendship, no peace...

Make the pain float away,
The ice cold blade licking my skin,
The screaming crimson drops, falling, falling,
One mark, then two, then three,
One for each day. One for each pain in my heart.
Forever unhealed. Forever in pain.
For never does a day pass without a mark,
Of screaming crimson drops, falling, falling...
Licking the skin, I clasp the ice cold metal blade,
And red tears fall down my arm, falling, falling,
Down, soaking the floor, dripping, dripping, into their hands,

Blood, red in my hair, my face, my eyes,
A pool of sorrow and unspoken words,
My heart is failing, like everything else I do,
Failing. Failing. Falling. Falling.
I hover over my lifeless body, and feel no pain.
How ironic?
She screams, as she sees the blood, and my scarred arms, dead.
The blood dripping, dripping, in her hands,
And something falls from my eyes,
A single tear.
My whole entire life.
And now I drift, and fly,
As I never have before.
A single tear from my death.
The blood drip, drip, dripping...




to white fox

our dance


tears of joy
begin cascading
and
dance in the moon light
white fox
peers into my eyes
as I'm captivated
by the ominous
beauty of her
frozen emerald
eyes
her hand than
feathers down
lacing with mine
as cumbersome sent
of
lily white roses
envelops me
in a mystifying
bliss
serenading
melodies
of rain drops
starts a song of love
as creeping breeze
prances upon us
as we dance
on into the night

by RavenTusme Kenshinheart