

The misfits.The Misfits.The misfits.
You can see us from a mile away. We hear whispers, but we dont care. Why, you ask? Because we are the ones you were warned about. The ones the popular kids said not to talk to. We are the misfits.
And we're here to stay.


You're not there God, why have you failed to realized I need help? Every night I ask you, beg you to help me. To let my dad want to see me, to see Aaron one last time, to make the other kids at school realize that I shouln't be known as a fag. But Dad still goes out and gets so drunk every Friday night it's not even funny, and he's till slapping his wife around like a rag-doll.You're not there
Aaron's still dead,
and I still hear "FAG" being yelled at me in the halls. I'd only ask for you to make it stop, but day after day it only gets worse.
If you were there people wouldn't have to sell their bodies just to mak
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I'm sorry.
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I'm sorry.
you love me!!
You REALLY love me!!!!
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I'm sorry.
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I live in my own little world but it's okay they know me here.
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I support my Roxas
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You are a Pirate!!
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I support my Roxas
Give Org. XIII a heart: [link]
You are a Pirate!!
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I support my Roxas
Give Org. XIII a heart: [link]
You are a Pirate!!
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