Buried alive behind enemy lines.

[depraved_beauty]

Your bitter-sweet words spread pestilence, oozing from every orifice. I contradict my every thought when i say to myself that its love. I want to take my nails, jagged and half black worn to the cuticles. Make use of them and make your pale skin turn scarlet and beautiful. Seeing your decay would put a smile upon my face. Who says the quickest way

Comments

[suffocatemymind]

wow, those lyrics are amazing...did you block me?

[depraved_beauty]

:) thank you. Hehe no i didnt block you silly, i just havent been online because my mom took away the computer for a week.