Do I make it acceptable to treat me like shit? Does loving people allow them to have those shitty moments? I love them for all those times they treated me, themselves, and others like the gods we are. And when they go about flinging their ass, I want to smack them back into line, but more than that, I want to cry than I have ever cared for them ( Read more... )

The only one, I can do it so tactfully, deceiving even my conscious. I crawl behind enemy lines to see him up close and personal. He's beautifully evil, temptingly cruel, and laughable. "I knew it would be this way." Knew I would hurt myself, knew that I was chauffing the iron grill. And I knew that I would still burn myself with my god-fucked ( Read more... )

like rabbits fucking but never reproducing ( Read more... )

It amazes me that you can fake and manipulate almost any circumstances, but you could never fake friendship. You maintain the dearest relationships I have ever witnessed. You would give every part of yourself to your friends until you no longer existed, if it were possible. I can't comprehend such devotion. I am blessed to have your friendship ( Read more... )

Please ( Read more... )

Creating Monsters out of miracles,
Imagining demons out of god.
Wishing that you would sign up wonderful,
Knowing I'm fantasizing fog.

Hell split and created the black hole ( Read more... )

you know how life seems to go so swell, and at the same time on the inside everything's illl? and then all hell breaks loose, and then your personal well overflows to nurture your soybean with water? that's why i'm not cursing the mess. because my soybeans are healthy and growing. this year i finally learned to enjoy soybeans, and now i eat ( Read more... )

the sun shone. on me:::tingles::: the tiny hairs on my moist arms arrose in attention. i looked up ( Read more... )

I'm suppose to come home soon ( Read more... )