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 queen emily of denmark solirude saltirude dratini mom that girl who has screenshots shit you say so she can look back and remember why you're a bitch Instagram: overthemountain (private) Skype: delilah.sharp (the one with a cartoon profile pic close up) Kik: emilyhasreturned Tumblr: borntobeakingorborntodie.tumblr.com tanara made my banner !! xenya got me the crown !! I love getting to know interesting people some people are like empty soda cans; worthless and empty. others are so inspiring sometimes I meet people I could just write a novel about some people have a personality only books are able to portray correctly describing his remarkable giggle as he stumbles upon a funny picture writing down the details about her beautiful smile sometimes I meet people whose every move is noteworthy like that girl I see at the train station; always wearing black and listening to music she stands and waits for the train fifteen minutes. every once in a while she looks up from her phone and stares into the horizon for a while when a train passes by the wind gets hold of her hair as her blue eyes are locked with the train not once does she blink just a few seconds. when the train is gone, she goes back to normal sometimes she's writing, probably chatting because I notice how her eyes get saddened or when she lets out a smile to the world once her train comes she always looks in the windows looks at herself unsatisfied, she immediately looks away as she walks unto the train she's always looking down when people are moving around her she gets anxious but once they all have left she stays by the doors and sits down on the stairs, put her earplugs back into her ear once in a while the music is loud but only for a brief second then she turns the volume back down when she has to get off the train she always get anxious when opening the doors once she gets out her feet hit the ground very hard because she is terrified of losing her balance once they hit then she walks down the stairs; slowly while looking down after that she sits and waits for thirty minutes this is when she lets it out a smile is more likely to be shown and tears are more likely to fall down her chubby cheeks once the thirty minutes have come and gone she gets unto the bus she always smiles at the bus driver as she shows her card then her smile immediately disappears as she walks down the bus and sits right in front of the glass perhaps she likes looking at herself because once in a while I catch her looking at herself her eyes fall down on her lips hopefully admiring them the music gets even louder now surely I'm not able to hear but she seems more distant as the train drives away she remembers after two years she still cant recognize the road but the third stop is her stop so for each stop she counts. one; if people are ever on the bus this is where they stop two; an abandoned stop but helpful to her two seconds later and she presses the button three; now that she sees the end of the road she gets up and walks carefully towards the door once they open she walks out and her feet hits the ground very hard and so she walks away and all of this will happen again tomorrow. I've heard people say that everyone is different I've never heard a greater lie I've met people who were almost the same but I've also met people who were unique and special usually these people can be seen in their teens once they decide what to wear, listen to, and what opinions they truly have but usually they stay the same boring. I've met unique and special people I can easily recognize one and dear reader I just did some calculations and I've been able to determine that you're like an empty soda can worthless. empty.  BY KATTENSUSI  BY ULFRIC     ^ i'd do this. no doubt  by Troublemaker made by Encrede |
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