

missWho will I be today? Which awkward shade of grey? In my mind I can not stay Focused in the endless fray.miss
Rushing to work get out of my head. Got to forget what she said. Staring at her lips in my bed. The melodic memories crush me dead.
Act normal..A violent shake. Suddenly standing I am awake. The blur of love and what it can take.. Surrounded I am alone in its wake.
Then mania begins to come out. I can feel myself start to shout. Truly divine...I can fly about. In my private cloud of secluded doubt.
Fuck. Yet again I a


fatherTell me how it feels on your day.father
Do you feel any remorse at all? For not even one attempt to call? Then let us celebrate! Arms in the air! For the father who was never even there!
The only thing now that eases my soul is the hope that inside you is a hole. Filled with regret, sorrow, anger, and pain. The same shit that's been driving me insane.
I really want to know. What do you feel. I know nothing.
But I still pray...
Think about me today. The son you gave away. On this very special Father's


iDreami imagine myself laying on my bed. blood pumps out of my eyes flowing upwards to the ceiling. my legs straight forward, my arms parallel. i try to blink but there is nothing. i try to breathe but there is darkness. blood begins to pool up above. the black blood of my mind. a hand reaches through the puddle. soon an arm. a shoulder. blood crashing up in to the being. i can not move. i can not scream. my eyes seem to tighten. the being now full form stands above me. staring down in to my eyes. letting the purity of black blood run through him. he falls dowiDream


GougeWhat are you talking about?Gouge
Blood.
I hate blood.
I don't believe that for a second.
What's going on?
Wash it all away. And start a new day.
You are a rusted flask meant to hold nothing.
This is it. I have officially snapped. There's nothing left to do but..
The tide draws near. Get moving.
Right.
The fragile steps through a bamboo thicket and the tainted silence of a chirping cricket.
They will never catch you.
What makes you so sure?
Can you catch me?


No PulseLove…No Pulse
Sometimes it makes sense and sometimes it doesn’t. Sometimes it could last forever and sometimes it could end when a person least expects it. This emotion, this ecstasy, or in some cases, a knife in the back, can never really have a solid definition. Or an introduction for that matter. Which brings me to a story, about two young men and a woman. A story that told itself once before, but never again will it be told. For it’s too much to bare.
These two young men were best of friends ever since kindergarten. They
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might i suggest you listen to Nirvana.. if you haven't already.
if you are looking for an album to buy, get In Utero, Nevermind, or Bleach... in utero is my favorite album of all time.
i think you would love it, you have kurt's writingn style.
study.
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the dreams on which i'm dying
are the best i've ever had
i appreciate it
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What kind of rat bastard psychotic
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