heyworkin on some stuff.. nothin im too esited bout... we'll see
Evictions and BenedictionsThey ache of poverty, they burn of red. My eyes carry the weight of a thousand dead men. Solemnly fixed on this treacherous green light. The flickering of my eyes rots out my soul,and releases a sigh.Suited in black but not in a tie you break into my head and steal the night. No, You cant fool a regular I know your name I cant stand to look at you yet I cant believe we still play these sickly games. You've caught my attention now give it back. You always seem to feed on me as your midnight snack. You’ve razed me like the crumbs wiped from the table our connection lies between the minds of machines and protruding outEvictions and Benedictions
narcissim is your endQuandary met notion at the wanderings between circle and spot.To talk of attainable love and perfection from the ill drawn conclusion that they're not.I began to scoff at the thought of my last chances as I contently joined mediocricy in her murderous dances.My heart melted in the sand when relevence took sense by the hand and made dire plans to wed as we met the scene jealosy had so slyly fled, of love stabbed in the chest where the end of revenges blood handled knife was laid so gently to rest.So relevency and sense reluctantly met with eachothers abandonment from the agreement of a mutual discontent.Remorse immideatly constuctednarcissim is your end
The window was open.You know I'm not one To categorize,The window was open.
Label, sort, and organize,
Divide up with separators, Notebooks, pencils, books and papers
Paper folds into a plane A boat, a rocket,
Or a train And while I fancy the nautical way I think stellar is what I'll say
Float past orbiting collections I'll long for my wheel,
Ropes, salt, and the feel Of being adrift, out somewhere Navy blue with the breeze in my hair
And it crept through the windows And ruffled my loose leaves Shuddered the old eaves And I still believe With so
Stuck
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These violent delights have violent ends
And in their triumph die, like fire and powder,
Which, as they kiss, consume.
Romeo and Juliet, Act II, Scene VI
Thank you so much for the fav!
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im riding the wave of jelly on the penutbutter sandwich of life.
ku-dooohs...
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"Life isn't fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all."
-William Goldman "The Princess Bride"
anyways..i think if i redraw OUR comic then WE can post it, but it's not up to par yet, see
and thanks for the favs!!!
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"Life isn't fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all."
-William Goldman "The Princess Bride"
yeah cuz i'm a vampire-kid lol...ya see? i prefer my blood in clear crystal glasses. because germs are simply CRAWLING all OVER decomposing corpses...so i drain them and keep the blood in packets in my freezer!!!
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"Life isn't fair. It's just fairer than death, that's all."
-William Goldman "The Princess Bride"
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