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Thu Dec 24, 2009, 10:59 AM
If You Comment, Reply, Note, Remark, Emote, Hint, or any other form of communication, the following phrase "Merry Christmas"or "Happy Holidays" or any deviation or alteration of that phrase, I will ban you from my account for the week and erase your remark :aww:

Thank You,
Have a good day, 254.

  • Mood: Yearning
  • Listening to: Coheed and Cambria - The Running Free
  • Reading: The directions on an Ink Cartridge... Don't ask.
  • Watching: Claudio Sanchez Headbanging
  • Playing: I'm done with games.
  • Eating: I wish
  • Drinking: 1998 Merlot

Snuff

Tue Dec 22, 2009, 3:10 PM
I don't know how to explain this really well. It's complicated. I have a writers block, hell, Artist Block. I cannot seem to put her into my work, or out of my mind, from behind every closed eye and in every thing I do and think and dream and hate and love... This, I can only wish I had written. It is everything I want to say to you. Since you wont let me say it to your face, I'll do it like you did us, over the computer, impersonal, and empty... Pixels. Not words. But unlike you, Ima be singing this as you read it, saying every word without another tear.



Snuff
-Slipknot-

Bury all your secrets in my skin
Come away with innocence and leave me with my sins
The air around me still feels like a cage
And love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again

So if you love me let me go
And run away before I know
My heart is just too dark to care
I can't destroy what isn't there

Deliver me into my fate
If I'm alone I cannot hate
I don't deserve to have you
Ooh, my smile was taken long ago
If I can change I hope I never know

I still press your letters to my lips
And cherish them in parts of me that savor every kiss
I couldn't face a life without your lights
But all of that was ripped apart when you refused to fight


So save your breath, I will not care
I think I made it very clear
You couldn't hate enough to love
Is that supposed to be enough?

I only wish you weren't my friend
Then I could hurt you in the end
I never claimed to be a saint
Ooh, my own was banished long ago
It took the death of hope to let you go

So break yourself against my stones
And spit your pity in my soul
You never needed any help
You sold me out to save yourself

And I won't listen to your shame
You ran away, you're all the same
Angels lie to keep control
Ooh, my love was punished long ago
If you still care don't ever let me know
If you still care don't ever let me know

-Fin


  • Mood: Passionate

Devious Journal Entry

Sat Dec 12, 2009, 11:01 AM
This will be updated Constantly... All self written.

Feel free to place Quotes you said or wrote in comments :)


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"Insomnia never seemed so great, after waking to the dreams where you're here..."



"The distance between now, and the last time this was the last time
keeps a better record of my life
than the journal kept by my diligent hands"




"Here I am... When the moon shines right, and the shadows land across the stone floor in front of me... Here I am... In the reflections of the shattered glass, lain out on your bedroom floor... Here I am... In the reflection seen on the blood, that runs cool down your thigh... Here I am... In everything that reminds you to hate me, if that's the only way."




"If I'm the best you can do, you're going to have to do much better baby"

  • Mood: Rant
  • Listening to: Some random Crap on the Station.

Cocain (update for the writers I watch)

Sun Nov 15, 2009, 11:02 AM
[UPDATE]
To all the poets and writers alike that I currently watch, I do apologize. I have not had the patience or heart to read your works in the last months and I know I have missed some truley great works in that. I will, in comming days, go through several galleries and read through the many works I have deppressingly missed over the last half year or so, yoiu have my word.
[/UPDATE]





the heart does funny things, when you tell it to shut the fuck up
See, and yes this is another thing most of you wont understand
My cryptic ramblings and explanations repersented by figures shapes and objects that ring bells so loud they leave me emotionally deaf and mentaly inept for weeks, that just sound funny to your ears.

See, Its the way your wings don't drag across the pavement anymore.
it's in the laugh I heard and in the way the smoke hadent reached my lips and seared down my throat to cleanse my hollow insides with a burning sensation of solitude that it only claims these days, it's the fact that all I need... Is to look you in the eyes, and tell you "You'r Loss"

Iron bars melting with smiles and a crystiline magestic glow, methadone comatose and sheltered laughter held in by the way your throat swells closed when you know she's listning. Here it comes, can't avoid it, thew hollow space left vacant by the flames glowing green and blue, the way it still smiled in the back of your mind dies with dry heaves and tears that burn like acid. Body shaking and the cold turned to pain, something you need, something you remember. Each step, swallow the smoke it's cancer and you know it, reminds you of the way you used to go six and a half, eight thirty to eleven, sex then food, cuddle and NCIS, routine till the time came, fighting stars, we love so much. Take my hand and walk with me for a spell. Music drowning out the words from my own ears, the neighbors can hear it, don't wanna hear it. thwe way I keep Telling you what to the now empty night.

I hung up your hoodey today.
still wearing the hat, just cuz mines in a car thats 50 plus miles away atm. I'll hang it up too. Because I gave you everything. One day, you'll forget me. I can already know that, watching what you do and who you choose to talk to, hang with, touch. But I'll always remember. the way I got silent, my heart stopped, my face felt off with this smile I couldent contain. I listend, I told, I gave, I got, Now I'll wait.
Till the day you wake up, and reliaze... That I aint here anymore. Moved up, Not on. Moved Up. You told me to fly, never thought you meant alone.



When the heart brings you to your knees, a second time; this time in tears, You tell it to shut the fuck up, and you let your hands do the work. It's time for me to get up from this hole she left me in. I'm going to fucking fly, and take down my obsticals. no more tears, no more waiting, no more fear. Hollow and Alone, I'll keep Flying forward. (My right hand will always be trailing behind me... Waiting for you to grab it baby...)




By the way, if and when you read this girl, you should listen to the song, and you know what I mean by listen. No anger girl, just think. You changed me... Thank You.

  • Mood: Zeal
  • Listening to: 3 doors down - When Im Gone

Sunsets, the ocean floor, and that high

Mon Nov 2, 2009, 6:08 AM
you know, that euphoric high you get when the world melts away around you, the wind hits like razor blades and you can't shake the memory... It's taking control, now begins the hunt for the escape, without those needles and pipes, without those bumps and pops... no more hiding, how do I figure out whats left? whats left after you destroyed me, she broke me, and he gave up on me. when everything you care about is at war and loosing to its'self... what do you grab ahold of, what do you cry for when the tears burn like acid?

  • Mood: Hurt
  • Listening to: 3 doors down -

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