carry on regardless <3 |


thoughtsthoughts
i finally saw, the darkness within one man's heart, in my unblinking eye.
Albion

-straightblackline--straightblackline-
can anybody stop this? this, 'strange darkness,' this, sick, mutilation? can anyone, (because, hey, we're killing ourselves here,) come running and pick up whatever goddamn instrument of torture it is this time, stick it to our faces and watch us cry?
will someone stop living in the past and wasting away the present, for thoughts of a new race of being. A new mankind that can wipe out our generation of anorexics and bullimics and the so-called, 'clinically depressed,' so that we can make way for a new phenomena?
could you, or i, or any other nervous teen


Internet FameShe can actually see it. She can see her own smooth movements as she describes them, her twisting dance with the words as they flow like ribbons around her curved figure. This dance that readers whom she doesn't know or care about make her name known to their friends and spread her gracefully swirling words.Internet Fame
But one day, she'll piroette into that monster of vunerability and guilt that traps her and snarls as its green, sticky skin bubbles and boils like pus, and she'll wish that those words of beautiful pain and misery which followed her dance would just disappear with their meanings and hide from the damage they've done. &


Lonely MelodyFinger caressing the cold, white keys; a burst of pressure here, a little lighter there; rich harmonies fill the empty room. Hands moving up and down, feeling the melody unfold beneath your touch, like a lovers body working in response to your own. Yet you crave something more, something beyond that hauntingly beautiful string of notes. You long for warm flesh next to your skin, lips seeking yours, a tongue whispering your name. You need something real, something substantial, that doesnt fade away when you eventually release the pedal. Your hands ache for something beyond those smooth keys, your heart burns for something above thoLonely Melody


A Beautiful ThoughtOh, we're so brilliant, aren't we? We're so freaking lovely. We're filled with glowing rainbow pride And we're so pretty it's ugly Our self-made wounds throb with beauty And you'll paint your face with hypocrisyA Beautiful Thought
We're everything we're believed to be We're saviors and artists and celebrities We're gulping down ego and inhaling pride We're gestating self-worth in our insides
We're icons of envy to all of our peers Self-assured by attention attained all these years I'm something you need and something you're not She's almost so hideous that it's something
have nice and
my
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being consciousness is a torment
the more we learn is the less we get
every answer contains a new quest
a quest to non existence, a journey with no end..
*Apophysis *Tubaholics-Anonymous ~DeviousFractals =DarkArtists-Inc
well thank you!
you have a great day too!
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i'm a phoney in disguise, just tryin' to make the !!radio!!
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being consciousness is a torment
the more we learn is the less we get
every answer contains a new quest
a quest to non existence, a journey with no end..
*Apophysis *Tubaholics-Anonymous ~DeviousFractals =DarkArtists-Inc
hey, i told you, i'm fine okay? don't worry about me. i'm seeing you tomorrow, and that's all that matters. and don't push your flight forward on my account, sugar. i am absolutely fine
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i'm a phoney in disguise, just tryin' to make the !!radio!!
do me a favour?
[[and tell me what you think about me...]]
sorry, the hannah montana just HAD to come out ><
ANYWAY
finish those 'missing you,' things? i was just reading the first ones, and they are really lovely...despite being highly emotionally charged ><
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i'm a phoney in disguise, just tryin' to make the !!radio!!
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