too much kids in the hall!

When hidden behind all kinds of smiles. that's when it's actually fiercest.

when it's hurts so that the only option is to pretend it's not real.

Happy Ho Ho and shit.

I wish I could find people who just would fight me and break through to me and hold me down and scream my life into my face ( Read more... )

In the states.

Can't wait to come home...

leave again the next day.

Outside the rain, nothing seems to affect me anymore. While I waited for all of your promises to come true I became numb and disenchanted. So I’m heading off into the shadows now, to find a place where I belong. It takes more than the strength that I have inside of me to make it in this world alone ( Read more... )

i'm not a poet. not anymore. too tired. too miserable to even be that. i once was a poet. but those rhymes now taste so bitter. i seek the keys. hunt the words. but it used to be that they'd come to me. i touch the night, but it recoils. the stench of sadness so strong. so repellent.

"you don't believe"
"In what? God? You know, I asked him a favour. I asked him to take me instead of him. And he took the both of us. And look what he left in my place. I'm a fucking ghost.

Will you take it out of my hands? Because I can't seem to let it go.

( la·cu·na ; n ; a blank space or a missing part )