I see you over there; You smile like an innocent, You pretend you aren’t here to hurt me. The only reason you’re here is to make me feel discontent.
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The Faces Always Change: Part 2 (The Metamorphous)
Shelby confessed her dark secret to me and I couldn’t hate her, she even made me promise not to tell anyone about it, and, I did. I was in such shock, lied to for so long. Shelby told me that it had heppend months ago, before she knew how i felt about her and before… Continue reading The Faces Always Change: Part 2 (The Metamorphous)
Pink Just Isn’t My Color
I can cast my spells until there aren’t any left, and make my potions until my ingredients run out, and say incantations until my throat goes dry. But that doesn’t mean I’ll get what I want. If the fates decide that what I want is not right for me, than no matter what I do… Continue reading Pink Just Isn’t My Color
Holding on to what’s left
I watched the life leave his body, watched the blood stop gushing, watched his tears stop flowing. He was me best friend, and our lives had come to this. In his desperation to find something better than what he had, he found his way out. His release of pain was death, and he asked me… Continue reading Holding on to what’s left
Time Enough For Beauty Sleep
:thump: I don’t wannna wake up…I’m having this great dream where the singer/guitarist of my favorite band is making love to me… :thump: Damnit, I’m gonna kill whoever’s making that noise, and robbing me of my beauty sleep…
Poem- No Reality In Christianity
All christians are so self righteous It makes me want to throw up A pack of monkeys brainwashed beyond reality It makes me sick inside
Written in Blood
The underground. It’s place. Dark, dank, and completely silent except for the sound of the computer humming in the background.
The Builder
I awoke on the floor. Two feet from the door.
cemetary lovers
i push the gate open wide enough to allow both of us passage. Her eyes stare into mine briefly with a look of confusion wondering why were going to a cemetary probably.i smiled i knew she would never truly guess why “its my fantasy to fuck on my parents grave they always said i would… Continue reading cemetary lovers