does anyone read this?
Hello everyone. I'm bored. Inspiration is far and fleeting. Some of you should write me a nice long email or two and we can be pen pals and all that shit. Steer me from this boredom.
Oh and HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Oh and HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
The sky will fall, merchants choke and prophets burn,
This night as the darkness blankets the Earth,
These hearts will bleed, eyes blind, good will turn,
And I will laugh as love wilts and Hell is born on Earth.
Joseph
This night as the darkness blankets the Earth,
These hearts will bleed, eyes blind, good will turn,
And I will laugh as love wilts and Hell is born on Earth.
Joseph
willow:
Hey! Thanks for the e-mail.
And finals finally went away! haha
Thanks for the birthday wishes. It ended up being a good birthday after all.
And finals finally went away! haha
Thanks for the birthday wishes. It ended up being a good birthday after all.
ash:
nice writing
just stopped by to say hello cuz u requested my friendship and I dont know u q
just stopped by to say hello cuz u requested my friendship and I dont know u q
I am going to the House of Blues in AC dec. 30 to see CKY. Is anyone else going?
By the way... migranes suck.
By the way... migranes suck.
In the early hours, still fog fades, a calm settles over,
And I lay in waste. As the morning light softly invades
The air, I feel the breeze on my skin. Can taste it's
Giving force on my lips, yet gasp for it's life.
While the day turns over, this body drifts slower, I discover
The nature of beauty. A song bird or a dying...
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And I lay in waste. As the morning light softly invades
The air, I feel the breeze on my skin. Can taste it's
Giving force on my lips, yet gasp for it's life.
While the day turns over, this body drifts slower, I discover
The nature of beauty. A song bird or a dying...
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fatality:
Very fragile and beautiful
The Devil's are still amazing.
palo:
Happy Birthday, my dear.
What to do and what to ask.
None the less continue the task.
None the less continue the task.
Need more motivation.
Lost in dirty words and pretty lies,
Could I draw more flies
Than these my friends,
The only thoughts I bare?
Lost in dirty words and pretty lies,
Could I draw more flies
Than these my friends,
The only thoughts I bare?

