

Time Frame Of Self DestructionThirteen years of tortured thoughts and fucked up dreams. Thirteen years of longingTime Frame Of Self Destruction
to be anyone but me.
One year in your arms filled with love and happiness. One year with you
and a promise of eternal bliss.
One night of thinking
that none of this is real. One night of forgetting
everything I feel.
An eternity of guilt for the pain I caused you. An eternity of nightmares haunting me all of my life through.


Don't judge a book.....Surrounded by bliss, Wrapped with a bow. Filled with bitterness, that will never show.Don't judge a book.....
Tortured thoughts,
and shattered dreams. Under a river of joy, and golden streams.
Everything is perfect, but nothing feels right. I just wish I had the balls, to end it all tonight.


Lyrical StarvationSuffer the concrete colours,Lyrical Starvation
Of the cubist, Fight the words,
With the writing of a clenched fist, Fight the battle,
In your head is where it dies, But it’s born in your heart,
And birthed by lies, Unscramble the language,
That’s translated by tongues, Where’s it’s inputted,
Thereafter into your lungs, Sharpen your claws,
Hell hammer and carve, ‘Cause you have to fight,
Or your kin will starve!
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-i don't think it will ever die-
Merry X-Mas
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~k~
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-~marleybean
心の痛手
˙ pɐǝɥ ʎɯ uı ˙ǝɹǝɥ
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"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one."
Albert Einstein
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[Dreamsand]: [link]
[Dreamsand.se]: [link]
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my new website [link] <------new site
I'll see you at the cemetery, and then we'll be together again.
If you care about the depressed copy and paste this sentence i
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"You'll stay with me?" "Until the very end."
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