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When I get home, I practically tear at my clothes
I get home and i scurry to my room where i dispense my carry-things, and i search for any clothes to change into (usually my nightie) and i do exactly that.
But it seems like i'm tearing my clothes at the seams; i don't like the weight of the day-to-day clothes i repeat wearing every so often...
I really love my nightie, though. It looks good AND ( Read more... ) -
Walls
Apparently, some unknown substance in my hemoglobin, or even my red blood cells, just pulls misunderstandings and drama toward me like a magnet.
I hate confronting people. I can be a total bitch. Trust me. But i hate being one when it concerns someone who can relate to me. People find me who open and free that they think it's easy to dig through my ( Read more... ) -
Helping
I say i feel tiny because that is what i am.
I say i feel insignificant because i can't help.
You say i'm not.
You say just being there helps you.
But you are lying. I know it.
I play it off. Laugh with you. Tell you that you are right. We exchange our promises of love. But, your smiles are hollow, they don't reach your eyes. You laughs are loud, but ( Read more... ) -
Death note L - Mad World
Worn out places.
Worn out faces...
~Going Nowhere -
Sad L video. SPOILER EPI 25!
-bawls hysterically-
AH! AGH! BLEHHHH!!!
poor L. RIP, mah love.
This vid is the shiz, let me tell you. Sad, but 37 many kinds of awesome! -
All But a Hot Bubble Bath
To let feel is everything a hot bubble bath is ( Read more... ) -
The Liberation Bearers
Oh, the torment bred in the race,
the grinding scream of death
and the stroke that hits the vein,
the hemorrhage none can staunch, the grief,
the curse no man can bear.
But there is a cure in the house,
and not outside it, no,
not from others but from them,
their bloody strife. We sing to you,
dark gods beneath the earth.
Now hear, you blissful powers ( Read more... ) -
Won't Say Goodbye
I let out all my breath
concentrate on sinking deeper and deeper and...
oh, but what's poised below?
What monsters of the deep might decide to chew on me?
Will it hurt, the final release?
Is there pain when the spirit pries itself free of the flesh?
Why worry about that now?
I can feel the excavation, and it's painless so far.
My lungs fill with water.
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