drag down the razor taste the dream rotten cotten candy land it’s all imaginary
Author: Dollie Stitches
I'm young, I'm immature, I'm stupid and I'm an aspiring writer. Then again, this is what this country is nowadays, is it not? I'm German, but I live in the US (Texas to be exact). I write a lot but I'm not that good, I like to sing and I like webdesign, I like to eat and most of all I like to sit on my ass and if you don't like it, I don't care because I look different from everyone else with my caked on eyeliner and snow white face but I look JUST THE SAME as over half of you and the thing is that I just don't care.
So, call me gothic, call me punk, I'll call you a moron and tell you to shut the fuck up. All of us look the same, listen to the same music and write about the same things so why are we so different? We're not, you people who SAY we're different make us different and it's you people that MAKE ME SICK because we'd be just as normal as everyone else if we didn't fucking CARE. Every one of you who says they "don't care about labels" is lying to yourself in one way or another because we're all hypocrites and we're all stereotypical bastards.
Welcome to America.
Heartsore
my heart’s filled with poison a deadly venemous plague from your razor sharp kisses and your words that degrade
March 10
everything was beautiful everything was new everything was normal when i first met you
Wilted Rose
a wilted rose sits on my desk a memory of our love, once blessed a scar in the shape of a heart so true adorns a wrist on a vein so blue
He’s Dead Inside
he’s dead inside he’s all alone in his world he’s dead inside it all came unfurled
Bleeding Hearts
i took all their smiles and i gave them pain i cut out their hearts i drove them insane
Valentine’s Day
a day of lust and happiness a day of beauty and peace a day for lovers to celebrate a day for fun, at least
Defect
I don’t know what to do I don’t know how to feel Please, just do me a favor Tell me this isn’t real
Shattered Heart
and when i cry alone in my room there’s nothing left to assume but that you’re gone and it’s too soon to try and find a way
Kill This Romance
broken and bruised here for you to use nothing to lose except everything i have