• crying I don't know why I do it, I can't help it sometimes. emo
    If the other boys know about this dark secret, I fear that I'm going to get my heart broken (again).
    It's hard for me to choose just one, I'm ashamed for what I did.
    I lost a friend due to someone's stupidity.
    Now I'm not going to get that elegant pearl drop choker.
    Looks like I'm going to have to earn it the hard way.
    I'm under a cry spell; sorrow takes its vengence on me everytime a break-up between me and someone occurs.
    It's a little curse that happens to me and I can't stop it.
    I like all male avis (both human and vampire), the certain way that a person puts into creating a character intrigues me.
    Perhaps I should wear a gothic veil to cover my face when I get enough gold.
    My hand shakes, trembles, as I try to control my quill to write the words.
    I don't like it when males fight each other- that's what happens to animals.
    Tears stream down my face as they stain the paper, ink running down.
    Don't my male friends know that I'm sensitive about certain things?
    When someone breaks my heart (whether it's due to "dating" or friendship,) I get really sad and think that they won't come back.
    I'm sorry for the guys I've pissed off on accident.
    I can't help it if I'm popular.
    I lost a friend due to my curse- now he doesn't want to talk to me anymore.
    To those males who have "fallen for me" but remained my friends, I thank you for staying by my side.
    To those who have completely lost both my love and friendship, you're nothing but a dead memory; a black and white film playing in my head.
    cry Please forgive me. sad