WallflowerDistraught in the cube the holds me and shocks me with my every thought Making out the shapes that fly out of my mouth Trying to find out the pattern that pretends to shape shift An acute pain the has my elbow in a hold that once I move it will send a message to my brain that signifies pain Although his fat hands with scars from fighting, hit meWallflower
I notice his head and the expression of his face His stupid numb expression that means he doesn’t know what he’s doing His only way to feel like a man is to hit someone less than him His mind plays out scenarios in which he wins because he knows if he d
BatteriesDisturb the dust on the leaves, energize the man on the weelchair.Batteries
The girl walks around,
looking for people to laugh at her jokes, to tell her she's pretty,
to fuck her. Although she wanted sweet love making, people won't give her that, instead they fuck her.
The gay boy walks around downtown, he looks for things to do,
people to see. He walks around in circles, sometimes going on a swing and entertaining himself. He knows no one, he laughs at his own jokes, he's oblivious to the world he once knew.
Both walk, both ru
Sick LipstickThe negative piece of cake, of the sweet cheesecake. The notorious model with stick thin legs, she can barely walk? The fat man on the side of the runway,Sick Lipstick
his sweat slowly tumping against his jet black suit. I'll sing to you. I'll make you wear the snake skin leather. I'll sing to you.
Set it up and I'll knock it down. Take out the frying pan and tell me that you didn't do it.
I had a date with time yesterday. It went well. Although that little shit wanted to take my youth. 1,2,3 you think about it and then you tell me,
The fucking anore
PersonificationThe nauseous feeling that makes me feel unwanted.Personification
The uncanny sense that I’m unloved. Somehow I’ll try to destroy it away, and make it seem like it was just a dream. I have to try and stop living in dying dreams. They erode taking all of the things that are good with them.
We shake hands in the criminal word. Underneath the nails of the gritty angsty child. Save yourself, I need some stimulation. I’ll take away the sense of something that is now gone. Soak it in the sun and make me believe. I never liked you but I turned the knob.
Just as the rain underneath the bridge. &nbs
Winter's Arrivalspat on your memory a few times I wouldn’t like to remember that at all.Winter's Arrival
books (not novels, but bulky, hardcover, coffee table books, that aren’t about anything) cover up the stains of my dignity.
you think you know every hair of me. you know.
I’d forget the green glass (broken mostly) surrounding the window, and jump, already, if it weren’t for my cautious mind and the hope that somebody might happen to me.
please find a strand to connect everything hollow me. how ca
hur hur hur
Congratulations on becoming another year older today, November 8th. Hope your special day has been treating you well and you have many more to come
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Proud Risembool Ranger!
Alpha wolf at ~Canis-Lupis-Lovers
Everyone has a photographic memory...some just don't have film.
actually, brcye said that your aunt and uncle wont let you on the computer, so now I have something to write you about :3 about how much i miss you and you should be online...
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- My random words. I want to hear what you have to say.
this is Ray, bryces friend by the way... I didn't know you had a gallery, now I must add you to my watch
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