~vintage-sadness

I suppose at one point I'm gonna be forced into commenting on this one, so lets just go for it now.
first of all, dude, saying it three times, as dark of a comment as it is, that really made me crack up, just because I saw you posted it a bunch of times.
But yeah, just so we're clear to whoever reads this, that is what we've all heard, D never was lying to us about that.
Are you honestly happy though Amanda? You did all this shit, just to make someone forced to confess all his thoughts and feelings about an obviously sensitive subject, just to clarify a fucking definition?! Fucked up.
And yeah, I don't care what the fuck you label that, it was really messed up, and if you think that it excuses him from his actions, and makes someone who would do that bullshit to a person their best freind, then you are fucking retarded. That is not me starting a fight, but that is fucking retarded.
and if you really want to define his real freinds, I'd say its probably,terrence,rodney, and myself. Phillip probably, but what he did was wrong, I don't care what the hell you say.
Yeah, we've all had our difficulties in our freindships with D, but NONE OF US FUCKING MOLESTED HIM!!!!!!!
I'm not gonna put Phillip on trial anymore then that, because he's not here to defend himself like you said, but he has no excuse for what he did.
Me and D have been freinds for our entire lives preety much, and anyone who does that shit to D does have a problem with me.
And I have shit to do, we all have shit to do. So amanda, if you are happy..MOVE ON WITH YOUR FUCKING LIFE YOU RETARDED BITCH!!!
(yes, that was me "attacking" you)
COME START A FUCKING WAR! you can't do shit, we both know that. You will soon be banned from Deviant, and if not the whole site, our pages at least.
And Amanda, I do feel bad for you. Please, never speak to D again. For everyones sake, go off and do something else and before you make yourself look even more like a fucking retard.
I do hope you know the shit you've done to D over this, and anyone who does that, has a problem with me and every one of his "true freinds" as you'd put it.
And you know what, I'm actually just gonna post this one, because D doesn't need this shit all over his fucking front page.
*cough cough*
not to D
I hope you're allright man. I do have your back man, anyone fucks with you, me and terrence and everyone is there for you, don't forget that shit.
You know where to reach me.
I gotta go, or I'd continue this rant longer.
for my final thought:
Amanda- get a fucking life
D- god speed
terrence- thanks for helping me support my freind.
and one more thing, if you continue this fucking rant and bother my freind any fucking longer, I will find a way to make shit happen.
I will find a mother fucking way, because you forget, we know shit about you.
Thats all for now true beleivers and spidey fans.

my "real friends", (lord knows whatever the FUCK you are...) know me, and this unwordly "truth" that you speak of...and if you supposedly cared so much for him, you wouldn't be so much as a jackass to blast his most personal and most intimate of mistakes on the internet to totally random strangers...but thats just logic! how unbefitting of you...

if you don't think its rape...okay, for sake of your petty argument then, we'll call it sexual assault! there! my "best friend" sexually assaulted me! sound better!...no? how about did something REALLY fucked up! yes! my "best friend" really fucked up...he made a simple mistake the EVERYONE makes, and took advantage of me WHILE I WAS SLEEPING! he only stood and watched me for about an hour, then without provocation decided to strip down, start licking my back (cuz oh, THOSE WERE NOT KISSES!) and force my dick in his mouth, while i hit him...ofcourse, i only hit him you know, and i should've told him to stop, because then he would have...and he did! when i spoke...but you know...i'd like to think...that my "best friend" would have known it wasn't okay without me saying. wouldn't have let things get so far, let himself get lost in his own selfish feelings of wanting to experience the touch of a man for the first time...especially with the forthought, that even if for some reason (and he knows i don't, never did, and now never will...) i wanted it, that it would have been wrong simply because at the time i was in such a weak emotional state after having just lost the one person i'd ever really given myself too, ever really dared to speak of matrimony, ever even dared to whisper those three chain linked wods through tear streaked eyes, and wasn't in like of ANY human being really even touching my body at all unless out of pain and punishment to myself...

"my best friend", also, wouldn't have tried to do what was done, oh; Sheerly as a mistake, to "help" me, because fucking someone never ever really helps anyone with anything...not with the heart. sex doesn't heal those scars...and that was the desired end, wasn't it...SEX! because i'm too believe that my "best friend" was meerly going to sit there, watch me as i'm sleeping....sleep which was acquired through blood and tears, and the sanctity of security i felt at his home, and violate all means, abandon all logic, lose hiself to his feelings, and dare to touch what didn't want to be touch simply to taste a little, and walk away...? is that the truth i cannot see amanda? is that why i am a bastard! a liar! an attention whore...an attention whore who locks out the world by locking himself in his closet, scratching at the cuts on his shoulder, listening to music, and silently praying to who'll ever listen to just give him the power or the strength to simply just fade away...or maybe it's my own fault...

i led him on, right? sleeping without pants...why? i couldn't have been hot that night, no! laying under the comforter...no! because i'm not some fucked up psycho who's still somewhat afraid of the FUCKING dark, and whatever may be in it! oh...because i sat in the room with him while he watched skinemax in the wee hours of the morning? my head leaning against the wall, eyes barely open, head pounding from a migraine, trying to decipher the sounds of my own thoughts...naw...that's not it!

either way i'm wrong right..? because i should've given him what he wanted, right manda? because he's my friend? because i'm a whore, and i give myself to anyone anyway, so why not a friend! right? someone who wouldn't hurt me! leave me! make me feel dirty...well...guess what? i may be fucking wrong, ass backwards, unpleasant, morose, depressed, a loser, and just an all around jackass...but when my "best friend"...touched me...because HE thought it was okay! because he thought the hitting was playing...because he was confused, curious, wanted to know understand, feel, experience...that split second when he decided to "kiss", and blow, regardless of how i felt (which couldn't have been anything be it i was asleep...), he made me feel just as much as a whore as any artist, any old man, any high school boy, highschool girl, or any person anywhere, at any thime that i've ever fucked, or let fuck me...because it doesn't matter what they do, obviously! because unless i'm beaten, cursed out or penetrated, its not rape...well then FUCK! you're right then! you're fucking right!

and i apologize to all my friends for the lies i've told. and webs i've spun! and the confusion i've caused about the situation between me and my "best friend!" and i have learned from all of this...that when you meet people over the net...or at a cafe...or on a street corner...and you think you can confide in them because the pain you're holding inside is too great, and magnified by the fact that you lover, your friends, your family doesn't think that you should be hurting at all...that its not a big deal...keep your fucking mouth shut! it only leads to more pain...and there's nothing you can do. because when greedy selfish people want to be heard, there voice seems to echoe much much louder than a tiny moan of discomfort heard rousing out of sleep as your "best friend" is coating your back with his tongue...

--
"Happiness lies in good health and a bad memory..."
-from a fortune cookie i ate.

my "real friends", (lord knows whatever the FUCK you are...) know me, and this unwordly "truth" that you speak of...and if you supposedly cared so much for him, you wouldn't be so much as a jackass to blast his most personal and most intimate of mistakes on the internet to totally random strangers...but thats just logic! how unbefitting of you...

if you don't think its rape...okay, for sake of your petty argument then, we'll call it sexual assault! there! my "best friend" sexually assaulted me! sound better!...no? how about did something REALLY fucked up! yes! my "best friend" really fucked up...he made a simple mistake the EVERYONE makes, and took advantage of me WHILE I WAS SLEEPING! he only stood and watched me for about an hour, then without provocation decided to strip down, start licking my back (cuz oh, THOSE WERE NOT KISSES!) and force my dick in his mouth, while i hit him...ofcourse, i only hit him you know, and i should've told him to stop, because then he would have...and he did! when i spoke...but you know...i'd like to think...that my "best friend" would have known it wasn't okay without me saying. wouldn't have let things get so far, let himself get lost in his own selfish feelings of wanting to experience the touch of a man for the first time...especially with the forthought, that even if for some reason (and he knows i don't, never did, and now never will...) i wanted it, that it would have been wrong simply because at the time i was in such a weak emotional state after having just lost the one person i'd ever really given myself too, ever really dared to speak of matrimony, ever even dared to whisper those three chain linked wods through tear streaked eyes, and wasn't in like of ANY human being really even touching my body at all unless out of pain and punishment to myself...

"my best friend", also, wouldn't have tried to do what was done, oh; Sheerly as a mistake, to "help" me, because fucking someone never ever really helps anyone with anything...not with the heart. sex doesn't heal those scars...and that was the desired end, wasn't it...SEX! because i'm too believe that my "best friend" was meerly going to sit there, watch me as i'm sleeping....sleep which was acquired through blood and tears, and the sanctity of security i felt at his home, and violate all means, abandon all logic, lose hiself to his feelings, and dare to touch what didn't want to be touch simply to taste a little, and walk away...? is that the truth i cannot see amanda? is that why i am a bastard! a liar! an attention whore...an attention whore who locks out the world by locking himself in his closet, scratching at the cuts on his shoulder, listening to music, and silently praying to who'll ever listen to just give him the power or the strength to simply just fade away...or maybe it's my own fault...

i led him on, right? sleeping without pants...why? i couldn't have been hot that night, no! laying under the comforter...no! because i'm not some fucked up psycho who's still somewhat afraid of the FUCKING dark, and whatever may be in it! oh...because i sat in the room with him while he watched skinemax in the wee hours of the morning? my head leaning against the wall, eyes barely open, head pounding from a migraine, trying to decipher the sounds of my own thoughts...naw...that's not it!

either way i'm wrong right..? because i should've given him what he wanted, right manda? because he's my friend? because i'm a whore, and i give myself to anyone anyway, so why not a friend! right? someone who wouldn't hurt me! leave me! make me feel dirty...well...guess what? i may be fucking wrong, ass backwards, unpleasant, morose, depressed, a loser, and just an all around jackass...but when my "best friend"...touched me...because HE thought it was okay! because he thought the hitting was playing...because he was confused, curious, wanted to know understand, feel, experience...that split second when he decided to "kiss", and blow, regardless of how i felt (which couldn't have been anything be it i was asleep...), he made me feel just as much as a whore as any artist, any old man, any high school boy, highschool girl, or any person anywhere, at any thime that i've ever fucked, or let fuck me...because it doesn't matter what they do, obviously! because unless i'm beaten, cursed out or penetrated, its not rape...well then FUCK! you're right then! you're fucking right!

and i apologize to all my friends for the lies i've told. and webs i've spun! and the confusion i've caused about the situation between me and my "best friend!" and i have learned from all of this...that when you meet people over the net...or at a cafe...or on a street corner...and you think you can confide in them because the pain you're holding inside is too great, and magnified by the fact that you lover, your friends, your family doesn't think that you should be hurting at all...that its not a big deal...keep your fucking mouth shut! it only leads to more pain...and there's nothing you can do. because when greedy selfish people want to be heard, there voice seems to echoe much much louder than a tiny moan of discomfort heard rousing out of sleep as your "best friend" is coating your back with his tongue...

--
"Happiness lies in good health and a bad memory..."
-from a fortune cookie i ate.

my "real friends", (lord knows whatever the FUCK you are...) know me, and this unwordly "truth" that you speak of...and if you supposedly cared so much for him, you wouldn't be so much as a jackass to blast his most personal and most intimate of mistakes on the internet to totally random strangers...but thats just logic! how unbefitting of you...

if you don't think its rape...okay, for sake of your petty argument then, we'll call it sexual assault! there! my "best friend" sexually assaulted me! sound better!...no? how about did something REALLY fucked up! yes! my "best friend" really fucked up...he made a simple mistake the EVERYONE makes, and took advantage of me WHILE I WAS SLEEPING! he only stood and watched me for about an hour, then without provocation decided to strip down, start licking my back (cuz oh, THOSE WERE NOT KISSES!) and force my dick in his mouth, while i hit him...ofcourse, i only hit him you know, and i should've told him to stop, because then he would have...and he did! when i spoke...but you know...i'd like to think...that my "best friend" would have known it wasn't okay without me saying. wouldn't have let things get so far, let himself get lost in his own selfish feelings of wanting to experience the touch of a man for the first time...especially with the forthought, that even if for some reason (and he knows i don't, never did, and now never will...) i wanted it, that it would have been wrong simply because at the time i was in such a weak emotional state after having just lost the one person i'd ever really given myself too, ever really dared to speak of matrimony, ever even dared to whisper those three chain linked wods through tear streaked eyes, and wasn't in like of ANY human being really even touching my body at all unless out of pain and punishment to myself...

"my best friend", also, wouldn't have tried to do what was done, oh; Sheerly as a mistake, to "help" me, because fucking someone never ever really helps anyone with anything...not with the heart. sex doesn't heal those scars...and that was the desired end, wasn't it...SEX! because i'm too believe that my "best friend" was meerly going to sit there, watch me as i'm sleeping....sleep which was acquired through blood and tears, and the sanctity of security i felt at his home, and violate all means, abandon all logic, lose hiself to his feelings, and dare to touch what didn't want to be touch simply to taste a little, and walk away...? is that the truth i cannot see amanda? is that why i am a bastard! a liar! an attention whore...an attention whore who locks out the world by locking himself in his closet, scratching at the cuts on his shoulder, listening to music, and silently praying to who'll ever listen to just give him the power or the strength to simply just fade away...or maybe it's my own fault...

i led him on, right? sleeping without pants...why? i couldn't have been hot that night, no! laying under the comforter...no! because i'm not some fucked up psycho who's still somewhat afraid of the FUCKING dark, and whatever may be in it! oh...because i sat in the room with him while he watched skinemax in the wee hours of the morning? my head leaning against the wall, eyes barely open, head pounding from a migraine, trying to decipher the sounds of my own thoughts...naw...that's not it!

either way i'm wrong right..? because i should've given him what he wanted, right manda? because he's my friend? because i'm a whore, and i give myself to anyone anyway, so why not a friend! right? someone who wouldn't hurt me! leave me! make me feel dirty...well...guess what? i may be fucking wrong, ass backwards, unpleasant, morose, depressed, a loser, and just an all around jackass...but when my "best friend"...touched me...because HE thought it was okay! because he thought the hitting was playing...because he was confused, curious, wanted to know understand, feel, experience...that split second when he decided to "kiss", and blow, regardless of how i felt (which couldn't have been anything be it i was asleep...), he made me feel just as much as a whore as any artist, any old man, any high school boy, highschool girl, or any person anywhere, at any thime that i've ever fucked, or let fuck me...because it doesn't matter what they do, obviously! because unless i'm beaten, cursed out or penetrated, its not rape...well then FUCK! you're right then! you're fucking right!

and i apologize to all my friends for the lies i've told. and webs i've spun! and the confusion i've caused about the situation between me and my "best friend!" and i have learned from all of this...that when you meet people over the net...or at a cafe...or on a street corner...and you think you can confide in them because the pain you're holding inside is too great, and magnified by the fact that you lover, your friends, your family doesn't think that you should be hurting at all...that its not a big deal...keep your fucking mouth shut! it only leads to more pain...and there's nothing you can do. because when greedy selfish people want to be heard, there voice seems to echoe much much louder than a tiny moan of discomfort heard rousing out of sleep as your "best friend" is coating your back with his tongue...

--
"Happiness lies in good health and a bad memory..."
-from a fortune cookie i ate.

ok what i don't understand deondre is you can do a comic book with terence but can't do a book with phillip. remember that book you told me that you and phillip were gonna do together, that picture you and him took was for the back cover right, do you think that is fair, if your gonna be a good friend you need to be fair to both terence and phillip.

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The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

ok what i don't understand deondre is you can do a comic book with terence but can't do a book with phillip. remember that book you told me that you and phillip were gonna do together, that picture you and him took was for the back cover right, do you think that is fair, if your gonna be a good friend you need to be fair to both terence and phillip.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

don't you think you owe it to phillip, to at least tell terence and rodney what really went down between you to, I mean there your friends right so why not tell them the truth. Tell them what you told me, so they will stop thinking phillip raped you, what phillip did was far from rape, I mean you said that, there was even no sex involved, in less you think a kiss and trying to give someone head is rape. You owe him that much to clear his name, if you really care about your friends you would want them to know the truth deondre.

--
The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

know am teallu confused

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love ema

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awesome, go for it!

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"Happiness lies in good health and a bad memory..."
-from a fortune cookie i ate.

why not...?
i was only curious as to the meaning of the context...

don't be offended!

flowers i can eat, but roses make me nervous...

--
"Happiness lies in good health and a bad memory..."
-from a fortune cookie i ate.

Hey D.
Probably won't be on here too much anymore, maybe once or twice a week to check your stuff, but thats about it.
Give me a call when you get this man, and get a better phone.lol
Hope all is well

I know you hate me but that was a price I had to pay, in order for you both to heal everything needed to come to the surface, and i do mean everything even the things that you felt were not to be spoken of, so forgive the random journal entries and paragraphs I submitted to your page. Some may question my means but I believe in the hard knock approach to problems. The one thing that hinders most relationships or in this case friendships is the lack of communication, there were alot of things that you both were upset with one another about, but neither party was wanting to say, when feelings like that are kept bottled up inside they do nothing but eat away from everything you touch or gain on your journey through life, it's funny......because me and my best friend went through this before this exact same sitution so much stuff was being said that we ended up hating one another and our friendship for a period of time ended, it was through that hate that our friendship ignited once again stronger then ever, I will first start by saying I am sorry to all parties which are phillip a.k.a. simply, terence, rodney, deondre and anyone else, it was not my intention to start any trouble at all, instead i used myself as a guinea pig to bring two peoples' friendship that much more closer together and i'd rather you hate me then hate each other. Looks like the plan worked because you both are now the best of friends now that you've overcome this anything else you come across within the future can be worked out and handled with ease. Everything from the past deondre and phillip let it go, today begins a new day for the both of you, the way It should be as best friends, good luck and take care.

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The sun has turned into the sacrificial lamb
The darkness has overpowered the pure
Now a role reversal takes place
Suddenly you are flesh and blood
And I awake from this dazed fantasy
To Find that I am unable to alter myself

ok ok I will not send u notes like that again

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love ema

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