Birthday 1992-03-14 Gender
Female Location Texas Member Since 2003-11-29 Occupation Student
Achievements Novelist Anime Fan Since 1994 Favorite Anime Hellsing, X-1999 Hobbies Drawing, Writing Talents Singing
I Tear My Heart Open.
I Sew Myself Shut.
My Weakness is, That I Care Too Much
And My Scars Remind Me
That The Past Is Real.
I Tear My Heart Open
Just To Feel
Tuesday, April 26, 2005
1.a day without light is like.... well night
2.if u dont like my driving get off the sidewalk
3.if at first u dont susceed cover up all evidence tht u tried
4.24 hours in a day .... 24 beers in a case...coincidence?..... i think not
You are an assassin. That means you are a proffessional and do your job without mixing any emotions in it. In your life you have probably been hurt many times and have gotten some mental scars. This results in you being distant from people. Though many think that you are evil, you are not. What you really are is a person, trying to forget your pain and past. You are the person who never seems to care and that is why being an assassin fits you good. Atleast, that's what people think. Even if you don't care that much for your victims, you still have the ability to care and to generally feel. It is not lost, just a little forgotten. In crowds you tend to not get to noticed, and dress in black or other discrete colours. You don't being in the spotlight and wish people would just leave you alone. But once you do get close to someone you have a hard time letting go and get real down if you loose him/her.
Main weapon: Sniper Quote: "The walls we build around us to keep out the sadness also keep out the joy" -Jim Rohn Facial expression: Narrowed eyes
Im dark and i love it
You call me evil, but what is evil?
Is it the darkness that shrouds my aura?
Is it the void that is my soul?
Or is it the look on my face as i slowly rip out your heart...
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Sunday, January 16, 2005
What makes an Angel?
Why do they need wings?
From what land do they hail?
Do they have favorite things?
If they have broken wings can they still fly away?
When someone dies..will they pray?
The Angels are falling..
Hell is calling...
No where to run and no where to hide
Chains around them,souls trapped inside
Their wings are black
The darkness is back
The angels are falling
Hell is calling