

Simply, live.I am not a liar. I am many things, but not a liar, so I won't lie. My life is not all sunshine and rainbows. I broke my rose-coloured glasses years ago. It might have been clumsiness, I'm not really sure. It's hard to remember what it was like before that incident. Maybe the glasses gradually got weaker. That could be it. Picture it, every time you take the glasses off to sleep, you bend them a little. One day, they just snap. It's a sad day. All of life's false happiness is shattered.Simply, live.
I don't like my life. I can't stand my life. I'm not even sure


If you would take the duct...If you would take the duct tape off my mouth:If you would take the duct...
mem'ries are forgotten and pictures fade you know we're all gonna die someday
time waits for noone just slips away 'til we're nearing the end of our days
what does it matter what we say 'cause one day
it'll be too late
i have nothing left to say to you i have no need for an excuse just let me have this time to choose for it is all I ask of you
(take the duct tape off my mouth take the duct tape off my mouth)
i know this sounds forward do


Untitled, or Rambling on...No matter how many angles I try to use so I can say that my world is spinning out of control, its absurdly cliché.Untitled, or Rambling on...
Im not even kidding.
I mean, I do feel like my life is spinning out of control but isnt that the most cliché thing youve heard, besides I loved him but he broke my heart, I wish I didnt love you, and um every other cheesy love literature out there?
I like The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock, when it comes to things with the word love in the title. Its great. I li


Anger.Anger.Anger.
It eats away from one, on the inside.
It sits inside the soul and festers, ferments until it is unmanageable.
It is rage, and it boils until the soul explodes from the sheer fury.
I want to strike out at something, anything.
Innocence, be damned.
I want to scream.
I want to scream as loud as I possibly can, and throw myself against something.
I want to purge the anger from my soul.
I cannot, though.
It sits there, my internalized anger.
I cannot get rid of it, I cannot appease it.
I
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"Ohhh!!! Love is cruel and unreal!!"
by the way, I do have a cell phone but it is icky. But I can use it and such.
and hey :]
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"Harry was to be found, yet again, kneeling on the floor of Snape's office." ~ OotP...
SNARRY FANATIC :3
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"Ohhh!!! Love is cruel and unreal!!"
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The world is my country and science is my religion.
Your drawings of him are wonderful!
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"Harry was to be found, yet again, kneeling on the floor of Snape's office." ~ OotP...
SNARRY FANATIC :3
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The world is my country and science is my religion.
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in the world according to garp, we are all terminal cases
~epilogue of The World According to Garp
To Will
To Know
To Dare
And to Keep Silence
~The Fairy Ring
for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
~feeling is first by eecummings
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in the world according to garp, we are all terminal cases
~epilogue of The World According to Garp
To Will
To Know
To Dare
And to Keep Silence
~The Fairy Ring
for life's not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
~feeling is first by eecummings
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