

Right Down to the PitIt's thick. It's slick, stuck in my throatRight Down to the Pit
a chunk of you that I can't swallow a part of you that I can't hollow
and climb inside to keep it warm an internal heater from my breast, that is - my heart ever seeking to create a permanent place and what a success! such a beautiful seductress
keep in mind the way we twirl when all things are at a loss keep in mind the way we fall when all things are at a loss
abandon all reason, and perspective dive into those little sores there is no speech here to protect, there is no feeling here to restore


Ugly Ramblingsyou are like shards of glass covered in molasses unwarily set upon by a small child whose hand, when pulled back in shock is covered in a sticky mess of bloodUgly Ramblings


Self LoveUgly, ugly, hideousSelf Love
Peeling skin and bleeding lips, Covered, always in sweat and shit Blood on the fingers, blood on the toes
You can’t tell, but oh I know Just one more stop on the road to nowhere One more fuck on your way out of here
Pretty little girl Tricky little twitch Twitchy little bitch
Crying, such a terrible little sin!
You know…. It’s kind of kinky, Isn’t it?


RemembranceI’ve noticed in myself A tendency to drift A tendency to lash and scream So easy for me to slip Into the devils dream Of Revenge and DecadenceRemembrance
All the while I see my longing If only I could forget Could rip from my cells the memory Of touch and laughter That led to your betrayal Am I simply to forgive then? To impose no consequence for your lies? To walk and smile with you, And allow you to deny me? Not that which is mine, but rather That which is yours To let you wallow in your insipid misery And your shallow games Am I to turn
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I've sold bottles of sorrow, then chose poetry and novels. I'm trying to change my life see, I don't wanna die in sin.
i do hope you grey turns to indigo and you become you once again
i miss your mind reading your work was always
one of my favorite things to do with my time
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don't fear me just fear what i can do
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~ Be just, and fear not ~
Much love!
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Trix, the fruity fun snack thats not for kids anymore!
nooo, we can't do it in my room because theres an evil monkey that lives in my closet... the sad thing is, he wasn't always evil.
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I've sold bottles of sorrow, then chose poetry and novels. I'm trying to change my life see, I don't wanna die in sin.
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"Zombie Twins? I knew they were ugly, but I didn't think they were zombies!"
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I'm not evil...I'm just hungry **manic grin**
I used to be in groups, but they all went and died on me. Ah wells, such is life, although this one died and came back (badum-ching). ~Brain-Damaged
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