RosesI am a jerk.Roses
I have always been a jerk.
My parents had received great profits from being merchants, cutting deals, and busting their competitor's ships when they set sail. Consequently, I grew up as your typical rich kid, having every luxury I wanted, the nanny practically raising me, treating the servants like dirt, and wrapping myself up with a cold and rude personality to hide my inner loneliness. Eventually what was supposed to be a façade became normal and real. I didn't act like a jerk anymore, I was a jerk.
And I was good at it.
Je garderai toujours espoirI should've known from the beginning that it wouldn't end well. Mom coughed lightly, the signal that she was about to speak, and it that it wouldn't be a pleasant conversation. "Carson told me that you've been coming home an hour late this week, and that yesterday you came home even later." She looked up from the dinner plate, and out eyes locked; her pale blue ones, and mine green, just like my dad's people always told me. I wouldn't know - I've never known my dad. "Why?" she asked. I considered lying, knowing that I could get away with it, but she was going to have to know sometimeJe garderai toujours espoir
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I hate you, dude.
Furious
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So what if curiousity killed the cat? I've got eight left to go.
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I cry when the bad guys die.
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You're my change of skin,
my summer-winterfall;
I spring to follow you-
this loss is beautiful.
Peeling off my skin
leaving just my eyes behind
you see inside my head-
still know that you are mine.
Would you color me this, pretty please? Tag-Team? Mortal Kombat? :3
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MORTALL KOOOMBAAAAT.
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I cry when the bad guys die.
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