March 2012
February 2012
Hypodermic needles pumpin chemicals straight into my veins, causing the in-balance to make me constantly insane, burlap mask you can call Dr. Crane. My medicines will change your reality, yous the type to wear a suit, but Ima change your mentality. Break you til you can only eat powders from fuckin health packets, and the last thing you’ll wear is a tailor made straight jacket! Claim...
If I isolated myself right now, it’d still take 18 months at least just to be “Ok”… fuck that, I’ll just stay a mess til someone likes it.
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I don’t just burn bridges, I soak em n gasoline n drench em in napalm. Fuck it.
and the sad thing is, i don't even know who i am...
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Ladies, if someone is interested in you, don't go...
2nd chances never fucking work, seriously.
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The moment you see a blade and your first thought...
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Peace is a lie, there is only passion. Through...
He always danced with her, old friends they had been. Though through all the years, he never touched her, as many times as there cheeks brushed, he never kissed her. Her frail frame, thin and worn, white and cold as snow. Close they were, his skin faded and worn, his face aged and wrinkled. His eyes never dulled with time, his passion, fire, and love for her remained. To this day he dances with...
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