Where this leads, I can't be sure
Despite our loss, we do endure
I know not the hand dealt, fingers laced with fate's
but I know this,
All is fair in love and hate.

I was drunk ( Read more... )

I found you in a jigsawed pile ( Read more... )

Fuck this shit ( Read more... )

I'm already dead ( Read more... )

These new strings sound so old ( Read more... )

It all looks so pretty, burning.

Fire is a theme in a lot of my entries.
I wish I could just burn away.

Failure tastes like a cheap blade and salt.

Psychopathic trick
inverted, egotistic sadist
enough to make me sick

Like filth that rains
and drains along the walls
filling the room with this disease

You're a fucking a cancer.
You know all.

Snap.

You're a little less than more
your face
the gun
her tears
the floor
Not so pathetic as apathetic anymore.

Let it be ( Read more... )