uRie's type of killer...

You kill for revenge.
That is because you have lost something or
someone you held very dear. Now you can't
seem to get over the loss that marked your
soul, and the only solution is to go after
the one person who brought all this pain to
you. Chances are you are angry inside and you
bottle everything up and don't talk to anyone
about it. People may want to help, but you
think that they can never understand your
pain and only get frustrated because of this.
But it is important to see all that you have
left and be thankful of that even if you have
lost something great. It may not be true that
Times heals all wounds, but with time and
talking about your feelings, maybe the hurt
will ease.

Main weapon: Yourself
Quote: "You can close your eyes to
reality but not to memories" -Stainslaw
J. Lec
Facial expression: Gritted teeth and
teary eyes

Poetries....

Poetries 4 u galz...

Friendship...

Friendship's a road. A long life's road i met a friend who bought me joys untold. A happiness to fill my heart, more valuable than gold. The road leads on for you, until you reach your destination. I hope you find another person who cares for you and loves you, even more than this friend. We both will have different lives... But,remember, i'll have other friends who may not be as close as you. You were the first person who cared for me the most. The good times we shared will soon be memories in our hearts fading away someday... But, my tears won't stop. Until you come back again. It'll soon be time to say goodbye and to have our lives apart. But, don't forget this friends of yours... and i will never forget you too...

Perhaps Love...

Perhaps love is like a resting place... A shelter from the storm. It exists to give you comfort, it is there to keep you warm. And in the those times of trouble when you are most alone, the memory of love will see you home. Perhaps love is like a window. Perhaps an open door. It invites you to come closer, it wants to show you more. And even if you lose your self and don't know what to do, the memory of love will see you through.Love to some is like a cloud to some as strong as steel-for some way of living. For some a way to feel. And some say love is holding on, and some say letting go. Some say they don't know...Perhaps love is like the ocean. Full of conflict. Full of pain. Like a fire when it's cold outside thunder when it rains. If i should live forever and all my dreams come true, my memories of love will be you...

Taken from sum book

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