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10 Ways to Annoy Emmett Cullen 10. Tell him he looks like a creepy stalker rapist. 9. Inform him, as politely as possible, that he has grizzly in his teeth. 8. Ask who wears the pants in his relationship. 7. Try to stab him through the heart with a stake. 6. Tell him brawn is out, scrawn is in. 5. Inquires as to how he feels to be the least-liked Cullen male. 4. When he is around, wonder aloud what Rosalie calls him in bed. 3. Ask if he is overcompensating for something with that Jeep. 2. Ask if he is overcompensating for something with those muscles.. And the Number One way to annoy Emmett Cullen? 1. When he denies the above two c

10 Ways to Annoy Jasper Hale 10. Beg him not to eat you. 9. Inform him that he seems to be the “depressed” Cullen. 8. Go up to him, look him in the eye and ask if he is hungry. 7. Spell his name with two “a”’s (Jaspar) and call him Jaspar Cullen. When he objects, saying his name is Jasper Hale, wave your hand at him and tell him all that blood must have gone to his brain. 6. Tell him only girls feel emotions. Then giggle and run away. 5. Dress up in a cape and fangs and leap out in front of him when he is least expecting it, proclaiming you have come to suck his blood. 4. Send out waves of lust and see how he r

You cant see it but im in pain. You cant hear it but im in pain. You cant feel it but im in pain. Emotionally bruised. Verbally abused. I dont cry, I dont show it, I keep it in. Outside i seem happy, but inside im crying. Soon you will see it cuz you caused me this pain. Soon you will hear it cuz you caused me this pain. Soon you will feel it cuz you caused me this pain.

you're disgusting. i hope you know that every time you show your face, i cringe, collapse into rage. you flay my body with cutting board scissors and laugh at the sight of my blood. it's everywhere, staining everything. my clothes are ruined, splotched with your dirty curse. i can't ignore you when you're so persistent, grinding me like coffee beans to grit beneath your boots. i'm a shipwreck. you're the bottom of the ocean, suffocating everything. i collapse into bathroom stalls like a rag doll, falling on my knees and begging for mercy. you're the reason i have medication. i swallow pill after pill, but they don't let me forget you. i f

Nothing seems real In this sea of static Horrors keep pounding on My vacuum of expectation Virtual impossibility Signals of monstrosity Untouched and undiscovered My essence of impurity I'll split my veins apart To make myself feel anything I'll shred the world to bits In search for the unreal Innocence and violence Mix together boiling Droplets of blood cry In their silent resistance Against darkness around Against threats unseen In this world of madness And deadly inevitability In this sterile reality I float unaffected I need pain to acknowledge My elusive existence

The pain of suffering, the feeling of loss. The person is near, but will not speak. The wound still fresh, the pain is too great. The person has spoken, but will not go on. The end is near, the pain almost gone. Their presence has passed, but the memory remains. The endeavor is over, the memory forgotten. Time stands still, as the world starts to crumble.

Run - not a soul can catch you Escape - Be no ones prisoner Scream - Until the world can hear Cry - until your tears have all gone Hide - where the ghosts can’t see you Fight - to live another day Believe - in what you feel is right Search - for the hidden secrets Fear - for the nights return Listen - for the deathly silence Forget - the unwanted mysteries Pray - that sadness will evade you Breathe - as if it’s your last breath Remember - the way you survived Mourn - for the loss of a miracle Hope - you will be safe Know - you will be stronger now

An unpleasant feeling you may think The feeling cannot be described in only ink It can come and go in just a blink It would be the bitter taste if life would be a drink It's what gets us down It's what leaves us with a frown Sometimes makes us want to leave town And sometimes makes us want ourselves to drown It sure isn't much fun We always want it to be over and done We can't make it undone Pain, is a measurement of will power Recovering from pain may take more than an hour But in the end you will blossom like a flower