Devils ::Never:: regret//Paris
Apr 6, 2014 2:39:47 GMT -5
Post by circe murdock d4b 🌊 minie on Apr 6, 2014 2:39:47 GMT -5
I A M O N A H I G H WA Y T O H E L L
D E V I L J A Y
DISTRICT9 | FOURTEEN | FEMALE
Life is a bitch, it never goes the way we want it to, and it most defenitly never turns out the way we want it to. Sometimes it even does the exact opisite and makes our life to hell, in hope that we all pray for our next life to be in heaven. I never did so, I always knew that a life in heaven would be boring a life where we would get everything we want for free. One thing about hell, is that you learn to work hard and reach your goals because you worked hard, and not because it was givin to you. Someday, I'llshow the person who believes in heaven and good the most, my very own twin sister that she is to naive and that she will never find something that goes completly her way, that not even in heaven it could be so, I'll show her that there is no such thing as an angels.
I'm sitting in the small room, in our small wooden house in district 9. I come from a reletivly poor family and a reletivly big family. Two of us have gone to the games and have died, most of us are spiriling into insanity, but all I do is laugh at their dumbness. They actualy thought that those two losers could have come back and make our family proud. Please Jabber died the way he was supposed to, in the bloodbath. I was very suprised that Storm made it that far especialy with his two in training. I wanted to disown myself from my family out of shame, run away into the woods and never look back, but what would this family do without at least one decent person?
I have the small hunting knife I recieved as a present from my dad. It was my mom's old knife when she was a wandere and I never let out of my sight. It has a blackhandel wraped with blacktape, I don't really know why it's there, but it must have some reason and daddy told me never to take it off. I stuch the knife in the wooden floor. It wasn't fragil the floor and you could see varius marks from where I stuck my knife last, I seem to do that every time I get bored and there wasn't anyone around to make fun of. I don't know where my stupid little sister went off to, probably to give flowers to every person she sees. I can't stand the way she is, she acts just way to perfect.
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D E V I L J A Y
DISTRICT9 | FOURTEEN | FEMALE
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Life is a bitch, it never goes the way we want it to, and it most defenitly never turns out the way we want it to. Sometimes it even does the exact opisite and makes our life to hell, in hope that we all pray for our next life to be in heaven. I never did so, I always knew that a life in heaven would be boring a life where we would get everything we want for free. One thing about hell, is that you learn to work hard and reach your goals because you worked hard, and not because it was givin to you. Someday, I'llshow the person who believes in heaven and good the most, my very own twin sister that she is to naive and that she will never find something that goes completly her way, that not even in heaven it could be so, I'll show her that there is no such thing as an angels.
I'm sitting in the small room, in our small wooden house in district 9. I come from a reletivly poor family and a reletivly big family. Two of us have gone to the games and have died, most of us are spiriling into insanity, but all I do is laugh at their dumbness. They actualy thought that those two losers could have come back and make our family proud. Please Jabber died the way he was supposed to, in the bloodbath. I was very suprised that Storm made it that far especialy with his two in training. I wanted to disown myself from my family out of shame, run away into the woods and never look back, but what would this family do without at least one decent person?
I have the small hunting knife I recieved as a present from my dad. It was my mom's old knife when she was a wandere and I never let out of my sight. It has a blackhandel wraped with blacktape, I don't really know why it's there, but it must have some reason and daddy told me never to take it off. I stuch the knife in the wooden floor. It wasn't fragil the floor and you could see varius marks from where I stuck my knife last, I seem to do that every time I get bored and there wasn't anyone around to make fun of. I don't know where my stupid little sister went off to, probably to give flowers to every person she sees. I can't stand the way she is, she acts just way to perfect.
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