September 2011
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March 2011
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Every day it’s getting harder just to turn the page…
January 2011
14 posts
Turn back time
I guess this is my problem. Let go, man. Get a grip on yourself. It’s not the end of the world, just the end of what used to be mine. I’d go back, I’d make things right, if I could turn back time. But you know, that’s just how it goes. I can’t do anything about it. One day, i pray that time licks these wounds clean.
If only
Thank you, tumblr. Thank you for being the one place I can say all the shit I can’t say anywhere else. Where I can admit my hypocrisies and vent my problems. My minuscule problems that I transform into fucking mountains. Right now, I have one follower on here. So thank you, follower, for reading all my crappy notes and poems. Are you even reading them? I don’t care. As long as...
The Note
Dear world, I had my accident today, That one you knew was coming. I had to do something different, because all I was doing was running. All this just because I was a little out of your range. I never backed down, I stood my ground, but you still asked me to change. I tried to fight the system, but it was too tough to beat. So soon I’ll be what you all crave; just another piece...
The game
How many times has this happened now? Four? Five? Under a year, too. Yeah, you like to tie strings from my extremities and make me dance. You enjoy salting my wounds. It’s all you do. Because it’s all just a big game to you. Well if it’s a game, then I’m a loser. I am amazed at how all this is ok in your eyes. How you think I’ve just forgotten, and have what I need. I...
I don't care
There must be something wrong with me. My world Keeps moving on, and I cling to past pleasures. Fill the void with “I don’t care”, yeah, but it’s all the same to me. What the fuck is wrong with me? Will someone answer me? Everyday it comes back, like it just wants to tease me. I can’t even do anything about it. I fucking die just from the thought. Yeah, I don’t...
Twitter and such
Twitter sucks. It has to be the most boring social networking site I’ve ever used.
Fuck this scene.
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The Perfect
The sun begins to set, and it creates a mixture of orange and pink in the sky. This array of colors seems to relflect the appearance of the rest of this unknown yet so strangely familiar place. The lake that stands in front of me is calm, and I gaze across it to see the beautiful trees on the other side. The area is placid, not a sound is being made. Bury Me The exterior beauty of this...
Glasgow Grin
I’ll tell you one more time, I’m sitting here again. At another dead end road, and another bitter end. Because it’s not me, it’s you this time. I’m telling the truth my dear. I will never smile again unless you cut me from ear to ear. You were the siren, you were the whore, you were everything I feared. But mark my words, I’ve gone insane, so you’d best...
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Necropolis (a poem)
If a light were to shine down, it would seem less significant. That is if it were to be compared with the radiance that comes gleaming off her. Beauty envelops her; it surrounds her like a veil. That which is underneath cannot be seen. The opaque beauty that is she covers all underneath, like a shroud. It is with discomfort that I present this realization; beauty is only skin deep. To turn away...
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