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I'm this, that,.. what?O.o

Fri Jan 4, 2008, 9:33 AM
  • Mood: Psychotic
  • Listening to: New American Classic - Taking Back Sunday
  • Reading: Harry Potter 7
  • Eating: aspirin
  • Drinking: water
A Myth
Once upon a time... there was a girl who wrote a letter to the Death. In the letter, she was asking him if he could kill the strange, cold person who was in her.
And so the Death came to this girl. She looked him into the eyes which she couldn't see.
"Do you want to die, girl who isn't afraid of my hidden eyes?" is what the Death said to her.
"Oh master, I don't want to die! I am only asking you to kill the dark monster who is in me. He suddenly came, I now even can't remember when that must been. I want to live again. Right now, I am dead. That thing has given me the feeling of death," said the girl, who was now looking doomed out of her eyes. She didn't looked the Death in the eyes any more. "But it's not so hard to feel dead when you are locked up in the darkness. When you are waiting for that special person who will give you a hand and pull you out of the dark. But he will never come. Don't you know? That person doesn't even exists.
It's not so hard to feel dead when you are full of shame and when there are only tears of unhappiness that full up the emptiness inside your heart," and loud resound these words of the Death in her ears. She couldn't say anything more. She knew there was no monster or evil person inside her. All the time, it was herself.
"And now girl, what do you want me to do?"
She was thinking again, all that time the feeling of dead stoled her thoughts. And loud she said: "I want you to burn that letter!"
And so the Death left.

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!!»»Latifa: het spijt me zo dat ik zo lang niks van me heb laten horen.:worry: I know, I'm the worst friend ever. Ik was er zelfs niet met je verjaardag, zelfs niet om je fijne kerstdagen of een gelukkig nieuwjaar te wensen. Het lijkt wel eeuwen geleden dat ik je het laatst heb gesproken. I'm so sorry...
hopelijk kan ik nog steeds je stalker zijn..¿:no:


»»Deir: ik heb je al zo'n eeuw niet meer gesproken en ben je ook nooit meer tegen gekomen op msn. Hopelijk kom ik je er snel weer eens tegen, want ik mis onze gesprekken!
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Iedereen een gelukkig nieuwjaar:heart:!! ö

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:iconbehindblood:
*heel wat tijd later*
ik spam hier maar weer eens
:iconmutoon:
eeej ^^

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<3 hoestiie? :3

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Goed hoor ^^ met jou?=]
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mooi <3
jaa,, ook wel :)

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