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meya-hime Report | 04/10/2009 12:12 pm

hey old friends its meya if u stull come on add me and my new profile ^-^ thanks

azurbaijan12 Report | 11/09/2008 4:36 pm

i needed gold

Dead Corpsegrinder Report | 10/03/2008 12:10 pm

are u still alive??? OR DEAD!!! MEYAA!!! WHERE HAVE U BIIIN ACTUALY WHERE ARE UUU!????

Shin1107 Report | 06/02/2008 2:53 am

FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.























REAL FRIENDS: Is the reason you have no food.















































FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr / Mrs























REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM















































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: Could 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: Would 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: Will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you.























REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the person out that talked bad about you















































FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this























REAL FRIENDS: Will send this to all their real friends and hope to























get it back!















































If you were killed today, I'm sorry I wouldn't be able to come to























your funeral, because I'd be in jail for killing the person who did























it.







































































First, I wanted to let you know that I love you to death & think























you are amazing!















































Second, if I don't get this back I understand...















































I have a game for you. Once you read this letter, you must send it to























14 people that you really care about, including the person that























sent it to you. If you receive at least 7 back then you are

cutechick5 Report | 05/11/2008 1:57 pm

hey

whats up??

sexiiemoboi Report | 05/06/2008 6:18 pm

FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.































REAL FRIENDS: Is the reason you have no food.































































FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr / Mrs































REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM































































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: Could 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: Would 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: Will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you.































REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the person out that talked bad about you































































FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this































REAL FRIENDS: Will send this to all their real friends and hope to































get it back!































































If you were killed today, I'm sorry I wouldn't be able to come to































your funeral, because I'd be in jail for killing the person who did































it.































































































First, I wanted to let you know that I love you to death & think































you are amazing!































































Second, if I don't get this back I understand...































































I have a game for you. Once you read this letter, you must send it to































14 people that you really care about, including the person that































sent it to you. If you receive at least 7 back then you are































luved

Dead Corpsegrinder Report | 05/06/2008 8:34 am

FAKE FRIENDS: Never ask for food.

REAL FRIENDS: Is the reason you have no food.



FAKE FRIENDS: Call your parents Mr / Mrs

REAL FRIENDS: Call your parents DAD/MOM



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: Could 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: Would 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: Will talk bad to the person who talks bad about you.

REAL FRIENDS: Will knock the person out that talked bad about you



FAKE FRIENDS: Would ignore this

REAL FRIENDS: Will send this to all their real friends and hope to

get it back!



If you were killed today, I'm sorry I wouldn't be able to come to

your funeral, because I'd be in jail for killing the person who did

it.





First, I wanted to let you know that I love you to death & think

you are amazing!



Second, if I don't get this back I understand...



I have a game for you. Once you read this letter, you must send it to

14 people that you really care about, including the person that

sent it to you. If you receive at least 7 back then you are

luved

Dark Randall Report | 05/03/2008 5:41 am

wazzup

lordhardyboy619 Report | 04/19/2008 9:48 pm

wazzup meya its me hardyboy619

vampire_ino109 Report | 04/18/2008 10:29 pm

this me story it rally happer to me











Walking in my nighty; rubbing my eyes



My fathers sitting on the sofa with his friend



He pats the seat in the middle; i sit



Shivering so cold; a quilt he lends







"ino you love me dont you" a smile; his



Their breathe spirts weep



"Daddy you know i do; what is it?"



He smiles at his friend; his hand creeps







His friend takes my hand; looks me in the eyes



Daddys creeping up my nightie; cold hands



I try to pull his hand away; grip is strong!



They look at one another; nod; something planned







I feel my palms sweat; Daddys under my knickers



"Daddy im going to bed! Night" Pulling again



But there grip is to strong for weak me



I look at both; and ask, who are these men?







His fingers going up me; pulling away



His friend leans forward; a kiss? Why?



His toungue moving mine; my eyes squint



Lean back and away; "Why are you doing this?"







No answer, i feel the pain inside me; him



Chucks the quilt on the floor; me to



I try and scamper away, but im not fast



"O Daddy please, i love you"







His friend; pulling at my nightie



And my Dad pulling my pants down



His friend pinning my hands to the floor



As my Dad lies himself on the ground







I squirm; as Daddy friend pulls me up



And places me ontop of Daddy; thrusts within



I cry; i bite; i scratch; i slap; i fail



"O Daddy please you win you win!"







I can feel my skin rip; my virginity breaking free



I can feel the blood seep down my leg



"Daddy your hurting me please"



I plead to him and his friend; not even a beg







Daddys laughing; why does he laugh?



His friend shoves himself in my mouth and moans



Tieing my hands togather; moving in and out



"Ride me ino" He laughs and groans







They smile at one another; laugh to



They roll me over and spread me wide wel



My daddy sits on my face; himself in again



While his friend talks and pushes himself inside







I can hardly breathe; i gag for air



I cough and splutter; cry and weep



I beg and plead; but its no use



Theyve already made me hurt and bleed







I stare into his eyes; that look upon me



This is not my Dad; where is he?



If he was still here; would he care



Would he actually even; see?







Finally they get of and lie me on the sofa



My cheeks blouchy from tears and pain



They play with them selfs; all over me



Rub it in; making me feel the shame







"Why Daddy? Please tell me why?"



Dad looks at his friend; and waves him away



"ino i love you" he smiles and kisses my cheek



"Is that all you have in your heart to say?"







He puts my nightie on me



I walks me to my bedroom door



Ever since that night; His friend



And himself every Friday come back for more







"Night sweet Girl; You are my life"



Closing the door, tears still down my face



Still the smell of him and his friend



Fade into me like disgrace











I watch the Moon go down; the sun come up



"ino its school" Knocking at my door



I cant help but cry; weep in pain



Because im so scared he wanted more







But one night daddy took it too far



Daddy and his friend came back for one last shot



They were worried they would get caught



So he and his friend took me to a cemetary lot







I was blindfolded and my hands were tied back



"Daddy please!! Not tonight!"



Daddy and his friend both had their last fun



After that i tried to put up a fight







I begged daddy "Please no more!"



All he could say "Shut up you stupid whore!"



Daddy unblindfolded me at last



He said I love you so much







He went back into the car and pulled out a bat



"Daddy I swear I wont say a thing!!!!"