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me and my bro damien with his airsoft gun

how high can you fly with broken wings and a broken heart?

here i am once again, im torn into piecess...

pain doesnt hurt anymore when its all you've ever felt

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Sex: female
Age: 18
Location: los angeles, California, United States
Orientation: Straight
Rating: 9.75
Rating points: 351

Member since: August 18, 2007
Last logged in: May 20, 2008, 12:32pm
Status: Single
Occupation: college student/punkstar/coolest loser you'll ever know..lol
Account Status: Free Account
Rated by: 36 people

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Tombstone Generator im the girl whose too sad to give a fuck.. im broken.. and my little peicess are too sharp to put back together and too small to matter.. im seventeen without a purpose or direction.. i was an over achiever, i was class pressident, i was in our university's choir, i had above average grades and i got kicked out of school becuase of the cuts on my skin... im brokenhearted.. i had a very sad childhood.. the only love i ever knew was ripped away from me.. the only one i was supposed to spend my life with left me.. he said he loved me, he lied... he doesnt love me.. he left me with nothing but empty promises and a broken heart... yes, a heart can still break even if it wasnt whole to start with.. i hate myself i want to die.. i was diagnosed with severe bipolar depression months ago.. im now under theraphy but after a few sessions my therapist said, "maybe life isnt for everybody".... im under anti-depressants, anti-convulsant, stablizers and sleeping pills... i literaly have a broken heart.. i have mitral heart valve failure.. i found out only weeks ago.. and im dying.. all because of him and his mean nasty girls who burned me and scarred my sould with so much bitterness and pain... everyday im learning how to make it through this life im in... but life without him is like a broken pencil... it has no point... he broke me into so many little piecess that even my grand ma who can put a thousand piece puzzle of the sky in one hour without wearing her glasses cant even put me back together, even if she went back in time to when her vision was perfect! i just wish that when he dies he should donate his body to science! and i dont mean medical science, i mean nasa! cause when those rocket scientists have decided to give up their search for the black hole, all they have to do is look into that space where his heart is supposed to be and they'll see what a black hole really is... he literaly broke my heart, i had developed a heart failure over the year and a half that we wer together.. and because of him i have come to the conclusion that love simply does NOT exist... to all you people out there who think that it does, take it from someone who's dying, and save yourselves the pain of heartache by staying away from this non existent thing they call "love"... it doest exist... but HURT does exist.. that what happens to you when u fool yourself to believe in love and realize you were wrong.. it doest exist... and your left with nothing but scars on your arm, memories and a broken heart... xoxo, jil p.s. hey please add me! i dont mind if youre gay or straight, black or white, emo or not, whaterver... i like meeting new people.. its nice.. so if you got time.. add me up... =)

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butterflies, spongebob, pink, purple and periwinkle... soccer, badminton, swimming, reading, writing, computer games, watching tv, surfing the net, hanging out with friends, eating, sleeping, poetry, playing musical instruments, driving, the nba, the fifa world cup, skimboarding, skateboarding, ice skating, taking long walks by shady streets.. dogs, puppies, bunnies.. singing.. listening to music.. late night phone calls..

Dislikes:

people who judge you.. mean girls who pull you down and stomp all over you just so they could make themselve feel better.. i hate love.. i hate life.. i hate myself.. i hate promises.. i hate nasty girls.. i hate my life.. i hate the bad things that keep on happening to me and i cant help but wonder if i was a bad person in the previous life or sumthin... i dont do anything to other people so why the hell cant they back up off me... nasty mean girls just love picking on me.. as if my self esteem wasnt low enough already.. sometimes i wish id just be invisible, that way nasty people cant hurt me..

Favorite Music:

everything by evanescence, simple plan, blink-182, yellowcard, the googoo dolls, michele branch, stacie orrico, mandy moore, good charlotte, sum41, new found glory, greenday, my chemical romance, lifehouse and ashley tisdale, all american rejects and the roosters and nickelback... i like the sad epressing emo songs that talk about how life sucks cause its like when they were writing their music they got their inspiration from my diary... cause every fucking thing in y black hole of a life pretty much sucks like hell...
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