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lizzygurl15's Profile

Member Info
Name: lizzygurl15
Birthday: Dec 23 1995
Location: tha shadows thts under your bed
Gender: Female
Last Seen: Tue, 17 Jan 2012

Membership: Member

Personal Bio
ok i was lizzygirl15 but it got deleted i will tlk to anyone i dont do magic but im interested...... so ya tlk to me im emo.... i dont really lik tlkin to gurls but i do i lik tlkin to guys.... my name is kitty and thats wat i prafer people to call me i can see spirets my mom hates magic manly because im a witch like i said i dont use it cuz i dont like too but im very interested.... If you're against child abuse copy the following: My name is Chris I am three, My eyes are swollen I cannot see, I must be stupid I must be bad, What else could have made My daddy so mad? I wish I were better I wish I weren't ugly, Then maybe my mommy Would still want to hug me. I can't do a wrong I can't speak at all Or else I'm locked up All day long. When I'm awake I'm all alone The house is dark My folks aren't home. When my mommy does come home I'll try and be nice, So maybe I'll just get One whipping tonight. I just heard a car My daddy is back From Charlie's bar. I hear him curse My name is called I press myself Against the wall. I try to hide From his evil eyes I'm so afraid now I'm starting to cry. He finds me weeping Calls me ugly words, He says it's my fault He suffers at work. He slaps and hits me And yells at me more, I finally get free And run to the door. He's already locked it And I start to bawl, He takes me and throws me Against the hard wall I fall to the floor With my bones nearly broken, And my daddy continues With more bad words spoken, ''I'm sorry!? I scream But it?s now much too late. His face has been twisted Into an unimaginable shape. The hurt and the pain Again and again Oh please God, have mercy! Oh please let it end! And he finally stops And heads for the door While I lay there motionless Sprawled on the floor. My name is Chris I am three, Tonight my daddy Murdered me. FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food. REAL FRIENDS: Are the reason you have no food. FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr./Mrs. REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM. FAKE FRIENDS: Bail you out of jail and tell you what you did was wrong. REAL FRIENDS: Will sit next to you saying ''Dang, we really messed up,but that sure was fun!'' FAKE FRIENDS: Never seen you cry. REAL FRIENDS: Cry with you. FAKE FRIENDS: Borrow your stuff for a few days then give it back. REAL FRIENDS: Keep your stuff so long they forget it's yours. FAKE FRIENDS: Know a few things about you. REAL FRIENDS: Can write a book about you, with direct quotes from you. FAKE FRIENDS: Will leave you behind if that is what the crowd is doing. REAL FRIENDS: Will kick the whole crowds butt that left you. FAKE FRIENDS: Will knock on your front door. REAL FRIENDS: Walk right in and say ''I'M HOME!'' FAKE FRIENDS: Are for awhile. REAL FRIENDS: Are for life. FAKE FRIENDS: Say they are too busy to listen to your problems, but when it comes to them they expect you to have all the time in the world. REAL FRIENDS: Not only kick everything out of their schedule to listen to what?s wrong, but help come up with vindictive plans to make you feel a whole lot better! FAKE FRIENDS: Make you say sorry when you want to talk to them at odd hours of the night, or even just hang out at odd hours. REAL FRIENDS: Come right over and hang out with you, until you either fall asleep, or kick them out. FAKE FRIENDS: Will ignore this. REAL FRIENDS: Will repost it Girl: Do you like me? Boy: No Girl: Do you want me? Boy: No. Girl: If I left would you cry? Boy: No. Girl: Would you live for me? Boy: No. Girl: Do I ever cross your mind? Boy: No Girl: Would you do anything for me? Boy: No. Girl: Which would you pick, me or your life? Boy: My life. Hearing this, the girl turns and starts running away with tears. The boy chases after her and stops her. Boy: You don?t cross my mind because you are always on my mind. I don?t like you because I love you. I don?t want you because I need you. If you left I would die, not cry. I wouldn't live for you because I would die for you. I wouldn't do anything for you because I would do everything for you. But I would still pick my life because you are my life. *Put this on your profile if you agree* _____________________________________________________________________ things i wrote: im just a girl lookin 4 peace lookin 4 love lookin 4 me but u dont exept that u want me to be in war to be unloved to find fakes that act as if they could be the real me but there just the masks i use to hide how much pain i feel inside they are my fake happieness fake love fake peace but deap down inside the real me only feels sadness all alone up against a war on my own kiss me...kiss me now....nice n slow....let me feel ur lips take control....hug me close dont let me go...wit out u im all alone....take my hand hold it tight....entertwine r fingers so ik ur mine wen u look in the mirror wat do u see...a beautiful girl or a man to be...i see nothing....the girl standing infront of me is hiding tears in her eyes a girl tryin not to cry with no life ahead no bumpy path to follow no twists and turns lessons to be learned im sooo tierd of life....ik i need to die....i need to rest....soo let me be in peace....plz?,....i have no friends but i just want one to call my friend untill life is done to cherish lik he is me be able to call wen i am in need...