

Love is a BattlefeildShe'd always run form the Love of anyone outside of her family. She had seen her loved ones induldge on the companionship and affection of others, like small, greedy children in a candy store. She had also watched as they were crushed into a thousand peices when their relationship didn't go according to their plans. She's watched as some of the happiest people she had ever known sobbed, shuddered, and screamed because of a loss or lack of Love. Because of the tears and the cries, Love became her phobia.Love is a Battlefeild
She began to spend so much time avoiding affection from the opposite sex, that she soon started to obsess over it. Sometimes at


Help...less? My heart, pounding in my chest, makes the wrest of me uneasy. The hairs on the back of my neck stand at attention. My soul, feels invisible eye peirce my flesh. Someone unseen stares into my soul. They wait to find my weakest point. Then they wil strike. They will rip me apart, thinking, that I won't stand a chance. &nHelp...less?
Hugs
//Alexander
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Michael Jackson, you will be missed. We love you!
(Twice!)
It's all in my journal.
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Karl has never planted a tree; he is a compulsive liar.
The Twilight awaits you...
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"To love someone is to see him as God intended him" --Fydor Dostoyevsky
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.:sPiDeR:.
GASP.
SPIDERS ARE MY FAVORITE ANIMAL OF ALL TIME.
please check my photography soon im putting pictures of spiders. :>
Hugs
//Alexander
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