I wanna fuck something up. I want to screw my life away and sell my soul for fifty cents because that's way better than a thousand bucks for a kiss. I want to set fire to something, something real, substantial. Something I can hearseetaste. Something bigger than a stupid fucking regret. Something that I'll miss. Something that I won't miss. Maybe that's my teenager hormones driving me wild. Maybe that's from being stuck in a home both filled and void of love. Maybe that's because I constantly get the underwhelming sense of being alone. Empty. And I want it to fucking burn.
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I'm a little shaky on this one, you'll have to explain just a bit further.
Love you..
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It is cheesed with power, with the morality of which it goes mad. Alot of people became dogs, having tied to the chain: you happy happy there?
I hope things have changed for you.
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Ask me about barnacles, you won't regret it. (sometimes, it is what you've got, not just where you stick it.)
I really like it.... and that may be a bad thing, considering the stuffing that went into it.
But anyway...
I know what you mean.
"Maybe I'm the one that's spinning. I don't know."
bah, fucking eloquent.
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why, team Emmet of course.
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"My queerness, is not a vice, is not deliberate, and harms no one."- Natalie Barney
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She never danced in the rain, though she had always wanted to. Problem was, she didn't know how.
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You always hit the mark, y'know.
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"My queerness, is not a vice, is not deliberate, and harms no one."- Natalie Barney
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She never danced in the rain, though she had always wanted to. Problem was, she didn't know how.
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dancing is.... I don't know. It's just a great way to feel better. Dance around the house for no reason, and it's easier to think, and look at things in a different light.
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why, team Emmet of course.
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