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I'm the creative type. I might be one of the most random people you will ever meet. I am almost always up to something.
Annabel Lee
by Edgar Allan Poe
It was many and many a year ago,
In a kingdom by the sea,
That a maiden there lived whom you may know
By the name Annabel Lee-
And this maiden she lived with no other thought-
Than to love and be loved by me.
She was a child and I was a child,
In this kingdom by the sea;
But we loved with a love which was more than love-
I and my Annabel Lee-
With a love that the winged seraphs of heaven
Coveted her and me.
And this was the reason that, long ago,
In this kingdom by the sea,
A wind blew out of a cloud, chilling
My beautiful Annabel Lee;
So that her high-born kinsmen came
And bore her away from me,
To shut her up in a sepulchre
In this kingdom by the sea.
The angels, not half so happy in Heaven,
Went envying her and me;
Yes! that was the reason (as all men know,
In this kingdom by the sea)
That the wind came out of the cloud, chilling
And killing my Annabel Lee.
But our love it was stronger by far than the love
Of those who were older than we-
Of many far wiser than we-
And neither the angels in Heaven above,
Nor the demons down under the sea
Can ever dissever my soul from the soul
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee-
For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but I feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And so, all the night-tide, I lie down by the side
Of my darling, my darling, my life and my bride
In her sepulchre there by the sea-
In her tomb by the side of the sea.
The Heart Desires
shiny buttons
butter toast
stickers
dead things
fire
poetry
pretty boys, like Mana
reading
art
drawing
painting
sharp objects
boys who kiss boys
cartoons
rats
tattoos
video games
comics
anime
poking dead things with sticks
running people down with cars
throwing light bulbs at people
creativity
and various other things
My Torments
stupidity
people in general
useless emotions
animal abuse
the color pink
shity music
ravers
butterflies
sleep
Bam Margera
animal cruelty
glitter
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