

To Do ListDon’t get caught here Hold your breath. Hide the body There was no deathTo Do List
Feed the dog Conceal the gun. Wash your hands Yes, We had fun.
Put on your makeup Disperse your fear Hide his limbs. He wasn't here.
Remove his pillow Now go to bed There was no murder He isn’t dead.


LOVE IN SCREAMSLOVE IN SCREAMSLOVE IN SCREAMS
As the knife was thrust into her breast. I felt my heart stop, could this be true love? Could I find peace through her screams? As I twisted the knife I could hear the disfiguration of bone and sinew. It was like music, my own church choir.
I removed the knife and began to violently trust it into her chest. The blood began to pour like wine. I looked at her face riddled with pain and confusion. She was looking into my eyes. I turned away and began to caress her freshly wounded breast. The blood was now covering my whole arm it appeared to be trying to take over my whole body. I dropped the knife and b
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"The way which can be spoken of is not the constant way."~Lao Tzu
i know you probably dont use this site anymore but
i was reading through some of our old msn convos... man, i am so sorry im such a meanie loser face
ps. chelsea and the 16 monkeys say hi from mars.
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Just wait till the fun begins...
*shoulder tap*
*nudge*
*ignor..-ment.*
i don't think ignorment is a real word, but fuck it.
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(disregard the past few days.)
hi PJ, i didn't know that you were on DA! How are you!
p.s. it's me, kristi buchler.....
(and on a more practical note: do you know your sister's e-mail address? and maybe could you tell me it if you do?)
(her email is maddi_beth@hotmail.com)
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