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Chrissy - 
- Female. Eighteen. Australian. Totally Random. Laughs at anything. My addictions are music. movies. video games. converse shoes. supernatural. jensen ackles. hoodies. anything vampire. avril lavigne. simple plan. computer. My sedatives are emo. clones. boredom. chick flicks. stuck up bitches. paparazzi queens. superbad. more?
- Female. Eighteen. Australian. Totally Random. Laughs at anything. My addictions are music. movies. video games. converse shoes. supernatural. jensen ackles. hoodies. anything vampire. avril lavigne. simple plan. computer. My sedatives are emo. clones. boredom. chick flicks. stuck up bitches. paparazzi queens. superbad. more?
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Site Name// lawsy.anamarlia.com
Opened// 9/08/2007
Domain// http://lawsy.anamarlia.com
Host// Melissa [at] anamarlia.com/ Artin
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Layout Design// Chrissy
Layout Coding// Chrissy
Version// Two
Featuring// Edward & Bella
Name// when you can live forever....
Domain// http://lawsy.anamarlia.com
Host// Melissa [at] anamarlia.com/ Artin
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Layout info:
Layout Design// Chrissy
Layout Coding// Chrissy
Version// Two
Featuring// Edward & Bella
Name// when you can live forever....
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This layout is called when you can live forever featuring Edward and Bella from the Twilight series. The layout was designed in Photoshop on 14/05/2008 and put up on 15/05/2008. Coding was done by me. Credits go to x. For more credits check out the credits page here.
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home >> My Poetry
Below you will find some of the poetry that i have written for various reasons.
P.s. im not suicidal......
FALLING
No one understands the real pain,
until they have lost someone close,
some people become emotional
while others block up what there feeling,
they push away all needed help,
until they cant be helped no more,
while others just,as the presure becomes too much breakdown,
others beyond help, hurt themselves,
the pain for a few never goes away
and escape it for good by falling into darkness,
once they have fallen,
theres no coming back,
theres only one way to be free of the darkness
and that is to fall straight through....
SILENCE
Im sitting in a room,
amongst 23 people,
and im the only one not talking,
theres chatter all around me,
but from me none exists,
im totally ignored,
day in, day out, not a soul ever notices
everynight when i go home
i always stare and wonder
i wonder if they care?
i wonder if they notice?
i wonder if i dont exist will anybody know?
will they know that i have gone?
will they know that i have said goodbye?
no one ever does,
so what makes my death any different
UNDERSTANDING
She keeps to herself,
she has no friends,
her room is dark,
she sees no light,
hidden away are candles,
amongst deepness of the shadows,
ive sought for counceling many times,
but she just doesnt understnad,
I hate my mother, i hate my father
im mizunderstood by both
they always search my room,
i feel like a prisoner
this diary is my heart,
its what my parents are searching for
i understnad them, but they not me
i will never be free as long as i live
if they give up and let me go
they to will be free,
they to will understnad
AWAITING
As she sits upon her window sill,
alone and in the dark, she sits and waits for death,
for her soul will soon leave her
her broken heart will never mind
and as her soul and body seperate
the darkness inside of her grows,
she no longer sees colour
only black and white,
she finds saviour beneath the darkness,
and her kryptonite is the light,
she never watches the sunrise, but always the sunset,
and by the time the moon rises amongst all darkness she will be gone,
she didnt say goodbye, she didnt say anything,
she found her peace, beneath the grave,
and she's finally found were shes belong,
she's finally understood
Below you will find some of the poetry that i have written for various reasons.
P.s. im not suicidal......
FALLING
No one understands the real pain,
until they have lost someone close,
some people become emotional
while others block up what there feeling,
they push away all needed help,
until they cant be helped no more,
while others just,as the presure becomes too much breakdown,
others beyond help, hurt themselves,
the pain for a few never goes away
and escape it for good by falling into darkness,
once they have fallen,
theres no coming back,
theres only one way to be free of the darkness
and that is to fall straight through....
SILENCE
Im sitting in a room,
amongst 23 people,
and im the only one not talking,
theres chatter all around me,
but from me none exists,
im totally ignored,
day in, day out, not a soul ever notices
everynight when i go home
i always stare and wonder
i wonder if they care?
i wonder if they notice?
i wonder if i dont exist will anybody know?
will they know that i have gone?
will they know that i have said goodbye?
no one ever does,
so what makes my death any different
UNDERSTANDING
She keeps to herself,
she has no friends,
her room is dark,
she sees no light,
hidden away are candles,
amongst deepness of the shadows,
ive sought for counceling many times,
but she just doesnt understnad,
I hate my mother, i hate my father
im mizunderstood by both
they always search my room,
i feel like a prisoner
this diary is my heart,
its what my parents are searching for
i understnad them, but they not me
i will never be free as long as i live
if they give up and let me go
they to will be free,
they to will understnad
AWAITING
As she sits upon her window sill,
alone and in the dark, she sits and waits for death,
for her soul will soon leave her
her broken heart will never mind
and as her soul and body seperate
the darkness inside of her grows,
she no longer sees colour
only black and white,
she finds saviour beneath the darkness,
and her kryptonite is the light,
she never watches the sunrise, but always the sunset,
and by the time the moon rises amongst all darkness she will be gone,
she didnt say goodbye, she didnt say anything,
she found her peace, beneath the grave,
and she's finally found were shes belong,
she's finally understood