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 | | Name: | 馃悤M卯艣艣 F么x每馃悤 in Your Worst Nightmare  Offline | | State: | Montana | | Species: | Night Wolf | | Gender: | Female | | Age: | 28.8 | | Relationship: | Single and Looking | | Sexuality: | Other | Group
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About Me:
A warrior acknowledges his pain but he doesn't indulge in it.
The mood of the warrior who enters into the unknown is not one of
sadness; on the contrary, he's joyful because he feels humbled by
his great fortune, confident that his spirit is impeccable, and
above all, fully aware of his efficiency. A warrior's joyfulness
comes from having accepted his fate, and from having truthfully
assessed what lies ahead of him
I face a path ahead of me. The mistakes i leave behind me are mine and mine alone. I regret nothing. I come from an pack called The White Fang, but do to the lost of many the remains of us went off in different ways. Never looking back because we know if we do..we could never let go. I have the heart of a lion, and the circulatory system of a lamb..
The pain of having a broken heart is not so much as to kill you, yet not so little as to let you live..
I am alone. I normally stay this way, my heart has been ripped out before. I dont want it happening again. The story of me is to long to tell. The scars that lay across my skin are like stories all in themselves. Read them and you might just be scared. I used to be a scout then i became an 2nd in command leader. The fall of the clan was in great numbers..
You see a smile on my face.. but look into my eyes.. what will you see?.. Nothing because I am the last thing you will ever see.. Cross paths with me in the wrong way.. No one will ever hear of you again..or at least not in one piece..
The rain poured as she ran. She never let any one see her cry but her heart had been broken again. It felt like it had been ripped right out of her very chest. She fell to her knees in the mud and cried as the rain poured. She didnt care. She punched the ground till her knuckles bled. She growled the thoughts of him storming her head, she wanted him out. All her scars of her past were open. He tought her how to love again, "Teach me how to stop!" She cried covering her face with her paws. She picked her self up and clenched her fist. Making it home she slammed his pictures off the walls cutting her paws and arms on broken glass, "Get out of my head!" She cried ripping off the sheets off their bed where they made love she fell at her knees again in front of the bed tears streaming down her cheeks. The Monster had finally...been...broken..
I'm not the type to get my heart broken
I'm not the type to get upset and cry
'cause I never leave my heart open
Never hurts me to say goodbye
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