druggfreeAnna

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Joined: April 4, 2011
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I'm here to keep my sanity..
<3

Quotes by druggfreeAnna

I'm tired of love.
I'm tired of relationships.
I'm tired of heart break.
And I'm tired of heartache.
I'm tired of being sad.
I'm tired of having crushes.
I'm tired of every ones world revolving around oneboy.
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I MISS YOU.
&&   I   just   want   to   know   that   you   feel   the   same   way.

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You’re perfect for me, and I’m perfect for you.
Baby, together, we’re the perfect two. 

♥ 

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   Cake on that makeup, baby;
           no one will be able to tell that you’re
           miserable. 
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I showed him my witty..
Maybe now he'll realize how much he means to me.
<3 

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I guess we had two different definitions of the word "forever"..
<|3

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Dear mom,
You're ALWAYS disappointed in me. When are you going to learn that I don't care anymore? Your opinion is no longer wanted or needed.
Sincerely, Sorry I'm such a screw up. <3
P. S. I'm enjoying life.. try it sometime. (;
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"Taking a break"
Three words no one wants to hear and everyone fears.
</3

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The memories that they once shared
are now just dreadful, painful thoughts.
They lay deep within her heart
slowly tearing her apart.

She cries herself to sleep at night over
the memories that they once shared.
Her head wonders constantly if
for her he ever even cared.

She says remembering would suffice,
although not everything about him was so nice.
The memories that they once shared-
now all the photographs are teared.

Although she can't forget his face,
his warm embrace is fading..
Now she sits there quietly contemplating
the memories that they once shared.

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She wakes up to the alarm,
her makeup is still on- and she can't remember why she set the damn thing.
Her heart is a machine.
Art is meant to be seen;
Not felt, not heard.
It's just paint.
They're just words.
And fingers are for feeling,
scabs are for healing,
and blood is for bleeding.
That's just how i used to be..
But now I'm not even good at being me anymore.

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