waitngformyruca
May 13, 2005 15:45
An ashen-faced ghoul like a white spider
With only poison and contempt for your lives
You can keep the daytime and your suffocating world
Just be sure to understand-the night's mine
I roam under summer moons and through autumn fields
Searhching for my Vampira girl
I wander every graveyard from each lonely roadside
Tonight could be the night
waitngformyruca
May 09, 2005 22:46
hey guys
been playing the field more
its so much more fun then pitching i think
had an orgasmic webjem today
despite a 12-0 loss :(
anyways
i just got one more thing to say
.............
kayla = my larva
waitngformyruca
May 09, 2005 21:32
you suffer to know, try even harder to see
making sense of yer life in a fucked reality
from decatur st. up to avenue A
from El Guadelupe in texas to the san francisco bay
ya turned a spangin' job into a life long career
for a tin A' tabacco and a fourty of beer
now yer drinkin & yer thinkin is my bad luck runnin' out?
waitngformyruca
May 03, 2005 21:31
you cant resist her
shes in your bones
she is your marrow, and is your ride home
you cant resist her
shes in the air
and in between molecules of oxygen and carbon dioxide
only in dreams
we see what it means
hold out our hands
reach out to hers
but when we wake
its all been erased
and so it seems
only in dreams
thats the weez