what now beyotch?im excited, and im the biggest nerd ever
because im excited about getting software for xmas.
dont be jealous.
50% of the people im my graphic design class
hate my guts because im a cocky bastard
but theyre just jealous.
;D
NEW
i hate everything i writeand the truth is im the biggest mess short shallow breaths as i choke back back things i wish i said tonight there was crime because theres a girl who thinks to much for her own good well its no good that i saw you slipping away i tried to find a way to catch you but its no use youre on stationary ground and im the one falling heel over head the other line is dead ill meet you in the cemetery and we’ll bury who you use to be and instead of flowers i throw in my heart Because that’s who i love since we’ve grown apart &ni hate everything i write
UnprettyBelieve me I'm unstable, that thing on the table... shiny, silver, covered, with the need to be loved by skin and bone.Unpretty
I drive all alone through the pouring rain, but mile after mile is still the same. Each glance in the rear view just confirms I'm unpretty. Today.
There's a tick, tick, tick in my left ear, but the reflection stays the same in the mirror. And the creeps are growing closer, Moses leads the unfaithful to the west. I'm unpretty. Always.
Believe me, we're unstable, the matchstick burns the table. And e
HeartHeart, I am belittled Deviated, desecrated the consumption of a saw of malpractice There's a wretched injustice in these cloves There's a harmonious mutiny in those eyes in that voice on those somber, rosey lips There is a dark plunder of rosary between two eyebrows ones I have been ill-fated to touch with more than my sight There's a sensuous slumber to your delicate taste one that leaves me rapt of movement for hours Heart, I am devistated in my own demise yet I throw myself into it like a ship to the sea for each crest, each wave, each pleasureful ride assuHeart
I love you.
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"…No, your drinking’s not up to journalism and neither, probably, is your writing. Stick to criticism mate, you don’t have to be able to drink or write."
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did everything just taste like purple?
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"…No, you’re drinking’s not up to journalism and neither, probably, is your writing. Stick to criticism mate, you don’t have to be able to drink or write."
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I AM ACTIVE @ the handle Zombei-hitler
Now.
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Yes, we're open late.
...and Zelda until you're tired? Man I wish I could do that again.
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