hi im Aiden im Bisexual and not because its a fucking trend. and i live in your fucking pants bitch. and you better like it. my english is bad, you don't have to freaking tell me that over and over again. I like english better then dutch... dutch is so boring. i can be mean or nice it depeneds on what you say. I love my bests friend Miessie i like to be commented and rated. so if you comment and rate me i swear i'll relpy back. and if i dont then theres a reason why. maybe because you leave shitty comments. Do not ask me to comment your pictures or rate you i'll do it myself. If you aks il gif you a 1. please dont waste my time because its annoying. i love music, its a part of my life: *A change of pace *As i lay dying *Bring me the horizon *Bullet for my valentine *Cradle of filth *System of a down *Nirvana *Panic at the disco *Korn *Atreyu *Ambry *Cannibal corpse *Kids in the way *Bowling for soup *I am ghost *From first to last *Children of bodom *Hatebreed *Dimmu Borgir * James morrison *3 Doors Down *30 Seconds To Mars *Arctic Monkeys *Billy Talent *Evanescence *Fall Out Boy *Good Charlotte *Goose *Hinder *Intwine *Linkin Park *My Chemical Romance *Mindless Self Indulgence *Muse *Panic! at the disco *Red Hot Chili Peppers *Simple Plan *Stonefly *System Of A Down *Three Days Grace *The Bloodhound Gang *The Kooks *The Matches *The Used *Wolfmother ( and more ) and if your gonna inbox me i want it to impress me dont say "Hi how are u" do that as a comment. and dont invite me to your lil gay shitty ass cults unless they're good. and if you do then im giving you shit for it ok ? oh and make me signs you fucking god damn cunts ! and if im nice enough i'll make you a sign back. and if your done reading my profile, copy and paste this in your comment: "rawr Aiden rawr"
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Small, simple, safe price Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets This is not a small cut that scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals And I am not afraid to die I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight. I want the pain of payment What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts Much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks Would you be my little cut? Would you be my thousand fucks? And make mark leaving space for the guilt to be liquid To fill, and spill over, and under my thoughts My sad, sorry, selfish cry out to the cutter I'm cutting trying to picture your black broken heart Love is not like anything Especially a fucking knife Look at me, you can tell By the way I move and do my hair Do you think that it's me or it's not me? I don't even care I'm alive I don't smell I'm the cleanest I have ever been. I feel big, I feel tall, I feel dry, dry Just look at me, look at me now I'm a fake