Dreaming of Liz-It's 8:00AM and you've lost yet another nights of sleep contemplating whether or not you were going to shove Liz's nose in her own shit. You can already feel her weight shifting in the spot next to you. The sunlight impares your vision as you try to adjust your eyes enough to watch her get ready for work.Dreaming of Liz-
"Liz I want to slit your fucking throat and watch you bleed to death, you dirty whore!" ...It's what you were going to say, it's what sat there, milling around on the tip of your tongue writhing for release yet refused to pass through your lips. The bitterness suddenly succumbs to apathy as you watch her, she's so beautiful...
Stealing the Sun - UneditedThe boy's eyes were wide and his breath had caught somewhere in his throat. The large burly man passed by, his big brown eyes searching their surroundings from their owner's spot right beside Jack's secret place amidst the rubble of old town, what the locals called the crypts.Stealing the Sun - Unedited
It wasn't that the grizzled man looked dangerous, or even mean to the young but, but that the man had spotted him almost two hours ago and still seemed to be shadowing the boy. Jack knew he had to be from social services, and while none of them had come to look for him here, he knew that it was only a matter of time before they'd gotten wind of the small bo
One - UneditedAnother bead of sweat rolls off your face A smile so wanton I've lost myself in it Sanity's run off with reason And they left me in your arms So beautiful, so safe, so serene Your breath whispers like drizzle A rejuvination and a placation of my soul Fullfilling my hearts desires We dance and writhe With a rythm, with a rhyme Echoing the song of creation Following it's measured beats in time Our mortal shells but an illusion Sent to contain usOne - Unedited
Sent to dispell To keep us here and there But in this moment lost in time We are we and we are -her
technicolour lovewith pens and swords and pennies to spare, I walk into this world of tears.technicolour love
oh yes, these kisses we exchanged beneath the mistletoe, these breaths we take being scarce but fulfilling.
promises we’ll only make to each other, in those dark hours, between the silken sheets.
I turn to watch the sun go down, you hold me closer to yourself.
I wish this dream won’t end, with pens and swords and pennies to spare.
Le Blargh
Anyways, gettin' ready for work just figured I'd put something on here since it's been ages since I've done squat. I'll post something once I get it finished-ish, or cleaned up enough to where I'm not cringing when I think of other people reading it.
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I made you a cookie...but I eated it. So I picked you a flower, but it was a venus fly trap and it bit my head so I killed it and brought you this blade of grass instead.
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J. Edwards
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Fighting for peace is like F'ing for virginity.
If trucking or waiting tables doesn't work out... you could try publishing!
Soon-to-be-roomie.
thanks for the help!
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I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
Mad Girl's Love Song -Sylvia Plath
El avi~ by michikal
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Fighting for peace is like F'ing for virginity.
(chritmas and hannuka mixed)
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Rupert is MINE!!!
Hello I am a big fan of .hack//sign so I created a chat for it--->[link]
Its called #TheWorldDotHack evry 1 thats a fan is invited.
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