Devious Journal Entry
TiredArt maybe.
Poem maybe.
Photo's maybe.
Story maybe.
Any suggestions would be nice.
Plus want to know how everyone is.
Just because i've been gone a little while,
and a bit of contact is nice.
Here you goLouise was a dancer. she flew 5 times a day after eating wheetabix.Here you go
Charlie was a boxer. he made 2 different cake recipe books and then he met Louise.
Louise made his days enough. he tried to catch her jewel-based eye he threw a brick through her window with a message attached to a bomb that must be defused before the message can be read and faxed her lovingly. he screamed her name out when he was alone maybe she wasn't listening
Louise was sitting alone, drawing Hydras up her left nostril with a compass he was pole vaulting over McDonalds. she
BrokenIt's back. Shaking the door. Howling and shouting. Smashing theBroken
walls. Pounding. Screaming. Crying...
Why did i fuel it? Feed it. I only meant to help them. As blind as they are. I love them. I do.
It burns. Ever burning flames. I can't let it in. Can't let it through. Just. Can't. Make. It stop.
What do i do? Let it Grow? Evolve? Consume... Or release it. Let it destroy. Someone's dying. Either way.
For once i've
Forgotten The small explosion Alex saw in the distance was the only signal he needed to take cover. A thunderous roar flew swiftly overhead, forcing him to duck. As he swept the ash off of the table with his arm, his eyes darted around searchingly. With a glance at the remains of a watch, crudely taped to his left wrist with earthy tattered rags, his movement hastened. His hands, coarse and grey, grabbed clumsily at whatever they touched and bundling what they found into a small, messenger like bag, tied round his shoulder. At this point another deafening screech soared close above his head, causing him to dive in desperatForgotten
Annie"Run!" she shouted at him, hoping against hope that he would be quick enough to turn around and sprint up the corridor he had just come down. But of course he was frozen to the spot, staring at the picture unfolding before him. A stranger was pointing a gun to Annie's head, who was sitting on their bed, apparently disturbed in the process of undressing for the night. Her dress was hanging loosely from her shoulders, owing to the already open zip at the back, and her stockings lay beside her on the blanket. She watched for endless seconds as his face fell, comprehension dawning in his dark brown eyes. But the second masked burglar, who hAnnie
NothingI make myself blind, Just to see what nothing really is. I made fake curtains to block out the light, But what do i do to block out the torment? I shut my eyes tight to shut out the world, But how do i shut out existence? I sit in the darkness, The jet black world i have created, This world of nothingness inside my head, Just so i can block out the something world i live in. My world. My peaceful world. My peaceful parallel paradise. However, i feel these parallel worlds colliding,Nothing
Being drawn closer and closer together. Only one will survive, And
Depression BombMy soul is a depression bomb Encased in an indestructible safe Replacing a dead body That i wish was not my own.Depression Bomb
Key lost, code forgotten There is no ridding of that weapon The bomb that destroys all after time Even the once 24karat gold heart Which is now the 13karat gold Soon that heart will be superfluous Insignificant from the damage.
There is no timer for this bomb Just the trigger that is your presence.
The mere sight of you ignites the fuse Giving me seconds to hide away And protect others from the pain.
They say
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We're the people, the happy with the broken hearts,
The ones who draw a picture and proclaim that it's art.
(Johnossi)
Suicide [link]
Love [link]
Your stuff is really thoughtful and beautiful.
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"No God, Know Fear... Know God, No Fear" - Dead Space
I'm spliced up in ways you can't imagine.
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We're the people, the happy with the broken hearts,
The ones who draw a picture and proclaim that it's art.
(Johnossi)
Suicide [link]
Love [link]
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We're the people, the happy with the broken hearts,
The ones who draw a picture and proclaim that it's art.
(Johnossi)
Suicide [link]
Love [link]
--
"No God, Know Fear... Know God, No Fear" - Dead Space
I'm spliced up in ways you can't imagine.
--
We're the people, the happy with the broken hearts,
The ones who draw a picture and proclaim that it's art.
(Johnossi)
Suicide [link]
Love [link]
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"No God, Know Fear... Know God, No Fear" - Dead Space
I'm spliced up in ways you can't imagine.
--
We're the people, the happy with the broken hearts,
The ones who draw a picture and proclaim that it's art.
(Johnossi)
Suicide [link]
Love [link]
clarr says she told yous shes missing you and you didnt reply and therefore she was sad
how comes?
ps. you do know its own-clothes-day tomoz, right?
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I make avatars for those who ask! <3
useful tip:
to make someone's day,
tell them that they made you happy.
it has a retroverse effect:
you both smile.
lol
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I make avatars for those who ask! <3
useful tip:
to make someone's day,
tell them that they made you happy.
it has a retroverse effect:
you both smile.
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