I think if I could be anyone, I would be a singer. The kind that turns a word into an urgent need to feel. I would be so powerful, condeming if anything. To make someone feel what is not theirs to feel. To turn my voice into a vessel of a siren. I would choose this to be, if anything I could choose; it would be this.

Achievment has only brought an animated veneer to my courted sanctum. If I were to strip it bare, the conclusion would be dishonorable, I fear I will find my little horror, Lurking in forms of casualty and disillusion. waking in my comfort, and stealing my days through the night. thriving through the sense of spontaniety, I bank my vengence on the ( Read more... )

can't see over your breath, once more.

Jump

I've read macbeth with out even reading it.
and No mr.Price IT DOESN'T IMPROVE ANYTHING.
your theories are equivalent to my boogers.

the night is in my domain.
let this never occur again, so long as I hold the capaccity to free will.

I define the definition of re-defining defintions

Philosophy is a scare

I like my rage, just leave it alone.

Hi mother.

I just wanted to say something nice to you, cause insecure self obsessed biotches can't get over themselves. Hence, they should not presume to tell you to get over anything. You seem like a nice girl. Although, we all have problems...some of us have the integrity not to take them out on total strangers ( Read more... )