

I have to turn off electronicsThe Night that started with a bang... and ended with a hole in the headI have to turn off electronics
7:53 p.m.
Started drinking later than usual, maybe it was work keeping me imprisoned under the tobin. Maybe it was the flurry of thoughts making my head screech to a halt and blind my sight. Maybe... maybe I just wasn't ready yet. Regardless, it's one more binge to embark on.
7:55 p.m.
That's one bottle of absolut down. I didn't even know I could drink it that fast until the night that I really met her. Hmmm, Well it didn't actually take two minute. I just forgot to check up on the time. I think I'll have some beer, My


An interesting death[Flash back] Man: What's the point in breathing... when you just keep taking it? Standing there with my bloodied fists and tattooed body... is this really what you fell for? I never think I'm enough but you always come back for more.An interesting death
Woman: I only take from you what I need to live. Appearance is nothing, I know who I fell for.Please, don't have doubts... you're more than enough.
Man: Remember that drive... in the sunset? It seemed like there was nothing else, just the hazy swirl of the sun burning the clouds. We were cruising down Rt. 124, no talking... no radio... just driving. It was as though we were just al


An Introduction...You know, thinking back on it... A kid my age, standing at the top of the world should have something better to say than, "This is going to end badly, isn't it?". When I turned to you, you weren't talking, moving... nothing. Only a slight smirk was on your face and when I saw it, there was nothing else. I forgot everything and as my world slowly drifted off course I didn't even remember the oncoming planetary collision.An Introduction...
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When I finally looked up there was nothing left... not even life. I only wanted the best, but with the best came corruption, shallowness, and a certain obsession for... more. I was pushing everythin


A Note to You, Father.A Note To You, Father.A Note to You, Father.
I've choked upon these words many times So I'm writing them down instead You've always cared, and helped soo many times I would never wish you gone or dead
You yelled to preach You used force at times to teach Never knew it back then ...But this is now
You've always been strong Even hidden fear to conquer mine Always protected me Always kept me informed
I guess you do grow up You learn and mature So I write this note to you father To tell you how proud I am of you


peter pan boy01.peter pan boy
he has a peter pan complex and with his spider-leg fingers
hell strum guitar strings.
his ocean-eyes shine so bright when you clap just for him and
when you smile while telling him how beautifully he plays.
he likes it when you smile.
02.
you were roses and ribbons and summer rain until meeting him.
hes the dark cloud that follows you wherever you go
and its obvious that his insidious ways are starting to wear you down,
but you know its not really his fault.
its not the cocaine talking this ti
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"We were too dumb to run, too dead to die..."
Goin' back to school sooner than I thought. Hopefully that means I'll have something new up here. Until then, I dunno, mostly just comments.
Good to see you're putting stuff up here, though. Keep in touch with the shit I put up.
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Deadfucked to pieces
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RUN, rabbit, run
dig that hole, forget the sun
and when at last the work is done
don't sit down, time to dig another one
steps taken forward
and sleepwalking back again...
encumbered forever by desire and ambition
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I am not an emo. I'm a piece of art!
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