And all this time it felt like slitting your wrists without being aware of the scars that will result from it. |
And all this time it felt like slitting your wrists without being aware of the scars that will result from it. |


Of galaxies and foolishnessI. [Fur Elise-Beethoven] Burn yourself on every sun in every solar system of every galaxy if you think it is worth it I prefer the man in the Moon And keep on confusing satellites for stars if it is fine with you I know I can rely to Orion when I feel like collapsing into the grass and die thereOf galaxies and foolishness
II. [Small town boy- Bronski beat] Step on a crack, break your mother's neck led my whole life I now know there is 2 986 cracks from the bar to my home, for I killed 2 986 people as I was drunk, yelling "I AM STEPPING ON EVERY SIDEWALK CRACKS, WHAT A REBEL I AM!" (It was 9/11.) &nb


Hero of WarHe was 19, and 20 is not coming 21, 22 and all the other years will never come As he lies on the ground with bullets in his chest Defending a country, a concept Something abstract he had put all his faith in "Country" should be spelled Can Only Use Nice Threatening Realize (It) YourselfHero of War
The "Browse gallery" button can be very useful, too. |


33 ExpectationsI could have been a rising star, a setting sun, until you came and screwed me around, and just for fun you broke my soul and tore my mind to tatters, deprived me of my life, my love, my happily ever after.33 Expectations
I could have been a brand new song that lovers sing, a resonant tone, a reverberating heartache to bring a simple smile to broken, fallen faces, and save those angels who slowly lost their graces.
I could have been a piercing note on the wind until I buried myself in those who have sinned just to feel themselves overcome with lust, and quickly lost my eagerness


Cold Lies and CuriosityYou said once that I asked too many questions; Every day needed more answers than you had In your migraine infested mind.Cold Lies and Curiosity
I asked you why baby birds died and you replied That it was because I talked too much.
But then I had to know why my eyes sparkled And tried to reflect sun rays in your rain clouded irises; Why my smile made you overuse the muscles in your face And frown until even the sky gave up and cried.
Why does the sun set in the west instead of the south? I asked you that one day when you said you were
Tired of remembering to forget the past. &n


The Secret DreamThe Secret Dream
A little girl named Grace sat on a white hospital bed, holding her faded purple teddy bear with the button eyes. She was staring out of the window, her gaze far away as if she was searching for a story beyond the four walls that held her prisoner.
Graces pale, slender fingers wrapped around the bear as if it were her last hope in the world her last friend. She did this every day, dreamed that she was someone else. But that was silly. Cancer patients couldnt have dreams.
The pink bandana slipped a little farther down her forehead, but she ignored it. It wasnt as if people
Oh God |
Moé, j'suis la fille en arrière du pylône électrique. J'aiime les points-virgules. Ma prof de français me décourage de sa matière et je croyais pas ça possible, dans mon cas. J'suis accro au crayons contour des yeux. J'aiime Andrea Bocelli et j'ai peur de Louis Armstrong. J'suis en deuil de Patrick Swayze. Des questions? |
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If Souls Could Vomit I'd Paint The Porcelian Of The World
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In Our Darkest Hour
Will You Still Care?
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*We all go out the window*
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Art can never exist without naked beauty displayed.
William Blake .
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