

Midnight TeardropA random tear drips down my face. I can never help to wonder whether the tear that has appeared from nowhere is related to something. A small chance that someone has been hurt, is crying or has passed away. I can't help to speculate; to fear the worst. To think that I am so well connected to someone or something special that it affects me. The thoughts keep me from sleeping. Is god trying to tell me of something terribly wrong? Maybe something so great has happened that god just needs someone who believes to just weep for a short second. A random tear from a random emotion. Maybe the partiMidnight Teardrop
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Remember Hannah. news article --> [link] TV program --> [link] Depression should never be fought alone.
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Love has no pedestal on which it stands but can always defeat the greatest of champions
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Remember Hannah. news article --> [link] TV program --> [link] Depression should never be fought alone.
Long time no see? Hope you got home safetly...well it's kind of obvious really.
Check out gallery n stuff and see what you like...if you like anything that is.
God bless
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Love has no pedestal on which it stands but can always defeat the greatest of champions
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Remember Hannah. news article --> [link] TV program --> [link] Depression should never be fought alone.
You better treat her good! (Although it seems like you are, so that's good). If you hurt her, I hurt you!
Hehe.
Much love,
Louie
P.S. Awesome photos!
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Shameless Intelligence.
Don't worry I bet Vox's told at least the half truth about me.
I feel no pain! Except in my heart and where it counts...but besides that!
Crazy stuff.
I think I'll just keep to being on Deviantart and not eventually meeting you so that all the dreams that Vox's made up about me aren't broken when I don't fulfil the picture, I do my best though.
Thanks for the noticing of my photos.
Sceptical likeness
Will
P.S your a genius for coming up with the biscuit pash
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Love has no pedestal on which it stands but can always defeat the greatest of champions
Seriously though, I want to know you because if you're good enough for Vox you're good enough for me!
Much love,
Louie.
P.S. I honestly don't remember the biscuit pash. I may have been over tired, or drunk. Who knows?
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Shameless Intelligence.
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