Well it's over. I swore it would never end. I swore I'd be there forever. And it's over. She was such a fragile dove. I took her to so many beautiful places. We were magic together. I brought her out into the light. She opened her eyes, she spread her wings, she flew away from me. And I had to let her go. I had to let her be. I had to be the one to ( Read more... )

The Resume
(April 1990- )
Rob Dickinson (vocals)
Brian Futter (guitar)
Neil Sims (drums)
David Hawes (bass)
Recorded 'Phantom of the American Mother,' 'Sparks Are Gonna Fly,' 'Delicious,' 'Mouthful of Air,' 'Black Metallic,' 'Gasoline' and 'Judy Staring at the Sun'

Why they might be annoyingThey had more trouble building a fan base in their ( Read more... )

It's one of those days when you don't want to be reminded to get out of bed. You've lost the drive, you have no schedule to follow. There is no one lying beside you to prompt you from your slumber ( Read more... )

Enter ego. The stage is dark. A spotlight shines. Guided direction. The show begins. The music entrancing. The singer mezmorizing. Tears are falling. And then it's over. Exits a God It was presented that we should write a truly Narcisstic post today ( Read more... )

I'm going to hypnotize you....


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I wrote this, or perhaps I have Shakespeare in my closet. He really should come out of the closet if that is the case. Anyhow it's still a bit raw and unrefined. I may do some toggling with it anon.

• To all inspire doth love lay fair. For paleness of skin and tender of cheek, In truth or bidding she looks my way. Oh that I would be thy lovers frail ( Read more... )

So if you said you were wrong.
And I said I was wrong...
And we agreed it wasn't right..

If you said you were sorry.
And I said I was sorry...
Can I hold you in my arms tonight?

Love is about forgiveness

and

I

love

you

( I'd say highly accurate )

I went around and left a comment on most of my friends view today. I wasn't in the proper mind set for it. I was trying to cheer myself up. Trying to get some form of a possitvie release, but I fear it has only resulted in bringing me ill at ease ( Read more... )

I'm posting agian..if you don't want to read it, then fuck it and scroll past. I feel so sick..I feel sooo sick. Why do I want to take my nails and etch them into my flesh? Why do I want to claw the wall and tear down the fucking door? The room is taunting me I swear! So take an axe and slam it to the floor. I can't find the exit sign. Where is my ( Read more... )

I'm starting to feel this pain, I'm destroying this need. I don't want anyone around. You only make me bleed. You only make me bleed...So as these words fill my mouth I feel left with nothing to say. How could I hurt you? How could I end it this way ( Read more... )