thegoatlord

why must you torture me with your presence? seducinging me like a siren with your honeydew voice. your lips, so poisonous and yet so delicious. like with learning, youre like a blade. the closer i get, the more it hurts and yet i crave to know more about you. as they say pain is pleasure, yet i believe it may go too far for you. i get sick when youre not around, but even sicker when youre around. its one of these things that i want more than you can give, or choose to give. your motives are hidden, but will soon be discovered and when i do i shall use them against you. turning the blade back onto you, the way it should be. you will be the one pained in order to learn more about me. i shall not be an open book with my plans in the air for someone to see. you will have to discover as i have discovered this uncharted land that is us. soon our blood will stain the ground from figuring each other out, and then.. finally, we will know one another. through pain comes learning and pleasure.

*cough* yeah, sorry about that. just a little something ive been thinking about, for some reason.

this weekend was pretty decent, got drunk both days. huzzah! went out with a couple friends last night to a skin joint. was good until we came back home for more liqour when one of the guys got jumped verbally from his cousin. oh well, what goes up must come down eh?