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Forgotten Child |  |
 A Taste Of Lies |
Webmistress Bio |
A bit of Love |
I didn't lie |
More like yourself |
More Lies to come |
| Are We Even Real? Forgotten Children. The only place on the web that can deform and reform the children. This may make no sense to you, and to some it may never make sense. To others those words are hope and ring a bit of freedom. Every forgotten child has a wish. Now what is a Forgotten Child? It's a child who no one understands. You could come from the greatest family or a broken home. You could beleive in god, or you could be a satanist. A forgotten child is a range of things. As long as your not what everyone wants you to be, as long as you don't feel right in your own skin. Your a Forgotten Child. Don't worry. Your secert is Safe With me. We will never tell anyone what/who you are. Here you are free to be anything you want to be. You have no one to please and no one to make happy. You may express yourself as freely as wished. Do not hold back, We're all a gaint dysfuncational family with good intentions here.Welcome new members and befriend old. Don't label and tease. Do not put down, and all will be well. -Webmistress. |
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| Come As You Are: This may seem a bit foward but I will tell you what you all need to know. This is a website, along with thousand of others. This website is dedicated to people who want to be here. To people who want to be creative and be noticed. To people who want to be helped/help someone. Your picture/poems/notes/letters/writtings/everything and anything are appercated. Everything has beauty and it will be noticed here. Everyone is accpeted. Not one certain type of people are here. Everything is here. No one is weird because of the way they dress or act. Music does not make a person, personality makes a person. This is another loser hang out on the web. -Webmistress |
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