FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.
REAL FRIENDS: Is the reason you have no food.

FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr / Mrs
REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM

FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry
REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you

FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back
REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours

FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you
REAL FRIENDS: Could write a book about you with direct quotes from
you

FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing
REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you

FAKE FRIENDS: Would knock on your front door
REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say 'I'M HOME!'

FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile
REAL FRIENDS: Are for life

FAKE FRIENDS: Will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you.
REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the person out that talked bad about you

FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this
REAL FRIENDS: Will send this to all their real friends and hope to
get it back!

If you were killed today, I'm sorry I wouldn't be able to come to
your funeral, because I'd be in jail for killing the person who did
it.


First, I wanted to let you know that I love you to death & think
you are amazing!

Second, if I don't get this back I understand...

I have a game for you. Once you read this letter, you must send it to
14 people that you really care about, including the person that
sent it to you. If you receive at least 7 back then you are
luved

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Multus sanguis fluit!-much blood flows, Memento mori-remember that you must die, Memento vivere- remember that you have to live, Ars longa, vita brevis- Art is long, life is short, Nil desperandum!-Never despair! (Horace).

Hey, Steph! Nice gallery.

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Yay, chocolate!!

hey steph! thanks for the fav on "long time ago"

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"why are you wearing that stupid man suit?"

Thanks for the favorite on [link]

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i've already given up on myself twice, but third times a charm.

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i've already given up on myself twice, but third times a charm.

Maybe. But don't forget, youre the one in art classes and who has one stuff before.

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i've already given up on myself twice, but third times a charm.

PPSSHHHH NEVER. Mine already owns yours and its not even done. What now Steph!? Yeah, that just happened. In you [pretty] face.

Lmao.

Love,
Julie



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i've already given up on myself twice, but third times a charm.

Thanks very much for faving "Brokeback Mountain"!

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"You must do everything yourself." (First rule of Alchemy)

Heres a comment to my favorite DA artist and my best friend. w00t!

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i've already given up on myself twice, but third times a charm.

Merry Christmas Steph! ^_^
Have fun with your iPod, mic, and all that other jazz you got.

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_{Je Dis Aime*}

STEPH! hi.
i love you. and your gallery.
i like "the visionary" a lot.
good job.

thank you for the fav on "want"

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"why are you wearing that stupid man suit?"

Thank you for the fav and the friend list ?

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_{Je Dis Aime*}

Thanks

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x My Heart Is Broken, But I Have Some Glue x [Kurt Cobain]

[link]

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girl: i really really hope you pick me
boy: for?
girl: to spend the rest of your life with
boy: i already did. theres no one else I'd rather be with

thanks for the fav on what is life steph!

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"why are you wearing that stupid man suit?"

yay, you added "just blue" to your favs!

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"why are you wearing that stupid man suit?"

thanks for the fav on "such a big world" ^_^

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"why are you wearing that stupid man suit?"

thanks for fav

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Let them burn in their hell...

Thanks for the fav!

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I dream the dreamer in so many ways...
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Join the CurvyGirls club here! [link]

thanks so much for the favorite!

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If you cut yourself to feel good & get called attention seeking, then what are you when you play with needles to feel good...
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Stock gallery- [link]
Writing/Poetry- [link]

thanks!

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he stood out side
on the street
being soaked in his own tears
and in his own fears
he gazed upon
where his Sweet slept
he pondered his feelings enough
now was the time to take action
he walked over to the window
in which he knew to be hers
and

well, they are pretty sweet pieces i gotta say

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he stood out side
on the street
being soaked in his own tears
and in his own fears
he gazed upon
where his Sweet slept
he pondered his feelings enough
now was the time to take action
he walked over to the window
in which he knew to be hers
and