0
When everything keeps falling past your eyes, faster than you can see, how do you grab the things that matter most?
How can you even tell what's really important?

Or what things are worth reaching into the fire, and probably coming back with scorched bones?

What makes it so important?
[read: what makes her so important]

I suppose the truth of greatness is that it...
Read More
0
The human race is defined and catagorized by our tragedies.

Tragedies such as Blasphemy, Indecency, and Morality.

The world might be a better place if sex was not suppressed so much.

If it wasn't *wrong* to fuck. [this of course implies porper education regarding the subject]





My head is sideways.
Too much opium has encouraged free thought.



On another note:
If you haven't read it,...
Read More
evldedgrl:
i am always on the look out for a new read... thanks!
0
Thoughts go twisting round through sin
As the shadows dance upon her skin
Her eyes glowing bright from within
With soft lips parting to pull me in





Forget I said anything.
Its easier that way.
Everyone told me so.

Once I heard:
God is now here.
Then I saw:
God is no where.
VIEW 3 of 3 COMMENTS
sid:
why did sally leave again!? blackeyed frown
sid:
i start school in a week... blackeyed

then i'm trying to figure out when i can go back to colorado. probably around beginning/mid feb if i can scrape up some cashflow.

i'll let you know.
0
Dark eyes slitted against the sickly sweet swirling haze of opium smoke,
teeth flashing briefly in a grin illuminated by the amber glow of a neon bic,
tendrils of crimson and obsidian twisting touching plumes of blue grey leaking upward
like water only in backwards gravity losing sight of the hand in front of brilliantly lit
windows to a stained soul.
0
Ragged edges torn apart
Frayed from stress
Worn from battle
Armor tarnished from wear
Weapons dulled from use
Peel me out of this broken skin
Reach in and pull yourself from this idea
From this perfect me
Keep this deep in your heart
Wear it proudly on your sleeve
You know it matters more what they think
Than what you actually meant.







Fractured phrases frantically...
Read More
perdita:
by camera face do you mean my propensity towards opening my mouth whenever i take a picture? biggrin
0
RESIDUE
self destruction
designed for doom
gleaming white
razor sharp bones
shatter gracefully
skin splits
shards clutched tightly
ripping you apart
hands shaking
ragged chaos erupts
retching blood
lick my lips
close your eyes
slit my wrists
with the roses
from your grave
formed of my flesh
shredded noise
screaming in the dark
residual thoughts
of what we were
~3-16-5~



mY FauLT
sOmEtImEs i aM...
Read More
evldedgrl:
hey did you have fun last night? oh i need to send you that cd right? lemmee see... hmmm merry fuckin xmas vol. 3 HORRRRRorAYYYYY
0
Sometimes I think that I could be a better person.
That I could be more patient with people.
Or more kind.
Or more giving.






Then I remember certain things...

An anti-hero in today's books and films will perform acts generally deemed "heroic," but will do so with methods, manners, or intentions that may not be heroic.


. . . anti-heroes can be awkward, antisocial, alienated,...
Read More
wugglyump:
love in the form of a comment, BAM!
perdita:
i think i could be nicer to people and then i remember being an asshole is the spice of life or something. haha. right.

anyway yeah i've always wondered at the severe lack of ninja emoticon, especially since there's a chicken and a lucha emoticon. hmmmm. WEIRD.
0
I miss my Shadow-girl
blackeyed blush

It's strange to miss someone.


It's been about a week or so since I've seen her... Thus far I've not yet made a fool of myself... -crosses fingers-



Anti-anxiety drugs anyone? I could use a handful or two.


Gothing tonight...? Perhaps if you're observant you might catch me in Boston tonight.
















Ummm...


There was something else too...



Oh yah!



FUCK ROOFING!...
Read More
sid:
i have paxil if you want it. it sucks though.

when you coming out to boston? my boy is coming on the 30th and will be here till the 13th. i'd love for you to meet him.
0
Family Christmas thing today.

Wish me luck.








Oblivion takes all.









The Saints are the Sinners who keep on trying.
evldedgrl:
yeah of course..... spread the joy.
no nothing was ur fault at all. he thought i was resting my head on you and you had ur arm around me. he's just oober jealous. like WAY obsessive. but i am glad you like the cd! see you soon!
perdita:
good luck dude.

glad you liked the new set . . . biggrin as far as the i loved it/not for me goes, only the staff can see the not for me comments.
0
Why fuck with a good thing?



Holidays suck, but I'm working so hard/much that I don't notice the time going by.


I hope you all get what you need.