Your cruel deep eyes, your blood, like ice One look, could kill My pain, your thrill ( Read more... )

I can feel you waiting for me as the sun retreats to the hills and I, beneath the blanket of a burning sky, wrap myself within. Embraced by dead leaves as the rain leaves trails of black down my face, I creep through the twilight to thathidden place beyond the lonely. I'll meet you tonight in the whispers when no one's around. Nothing can stop us ( Read more... )

No one knows what it's like to be the bad one, to be the sad one behind blue eyes. No one knows what it's like to be hated, to be fated to telling only lies, but my dreams they aren't as empty, as my conscience seems to be, I have hours, only lonely, my love is vengeance, that's never free. No one knows what it's like to feel these feelings, like I ( Read more... )

Arn't some things in life just so sad? when you see someone happy, and you know that it won't last, not even for a second? I have a big problem right now, that I'm trying to work myself through, and there's onyl one person that knows about it. I thank them alot for all that they've given me, and I hope that they can continue to help me through this ( Read more... )

Hey there, I feel like poo, isn't that great, it has to do with alot of mentla things lately though, things are always supposed to get better, but they never do, if something REALLY good happends, something REALLY bad has to happen to condradict that. I think that My whole life is Bipolar, I'm not, just my life, HIGH highs, and LOW lows ( Read more... )

My list of things that attack you at WALMART!!!

Folders!

Fluffy Pillows...

cds!

Creepy ass blankets in the craft department! Hell, EVERYTHING in the craft department will rip you to shreds! No wonder old ladys scare me!

what else? Oh yes.. John, he will attack you in walmart.

So beware of the dangers of walmart kids.. until next time :)

<3 Sohma- ( Read more... )

Hey there! Not much is going on here... I don't know what to say about anything. Everything FUCKING sucks, there is that good enough for you? It sounded like a plan to me. Nothign can just be easy, or simple, it all has to be so complex. I am so impatient, and I hate everyhting. Well, not everything, but most everything. poop. I don't even have ( Read more... )

well, the person I wanted to read my poem never did so all my efforts went to waste. Oh well. I can't help but feel insecure, and utterly alone lately. I don't know why. Probably becasue of my discovery. It doesn't matter anyways. I don't care.

This is a poem I wrote about how I am feeling, if you want to read it go ahead, it means very much to me right now, because this is all I feel right now. This is all I can feel. The rest of me is numb ( Read more... )

SMALL SIMPLE SAFE PRICE. RISE THE WAKE AND CARRY ME WITH ALL OF MY REGRETS. THIS IS NOT A SMALL CUT THAT SCABS, AND DRIES, AND FLAKES, AND HEALS. AND I AM NOT AFRAID TO DIE. I'M NOT AFRAID TO BLEED, AND FUCK, AND FIGHT. I WANT THE PAIN OF PAYMENT. WHAT'S LEFT BUT A SECTION OF PIGMY SIZED CUTS, MUCH LIKE A SLEW OF UNWANTED FUCKS. WILL YOU BE MY ( Read more... )