Thirty years ago, on this very day, a man I have grown to love, adore and truly be inspired from was shot dead just outside of his apartment on a cold evening in New York. Dying before his time and before his message was really, truly heard throughout the globe.

One can only Imagine what might have come from him had he still been around today ( Read more... )

At least this sort of put into words lyrics how I feel about the whole situation back home. :/

oh, why you look so sad? tears are in your eyes, come on and come to me now. don't be ashamed to cry, let me see you through 'cause I've seen the dark side too. when the night falls on you, you don't know what to do, nothing you confess could make me ( Read more... )

;_;

RIP Pal.

THE TRUTHORDARE MEME

Dizzy spells. All morning. Fuck. Not impressed with that. God damn it.

Bah. Someone call my father for me.
I really don't feel like being the fail daughter right now. Bleh.

...And people think you're a great writer, well, because...?

I swear to fucking God I am going to be so fucking pissed if I find out shit's been ignored.

Swear to fucking God.
Christ on a fucking cracker.

Hoorayyyyy ._.

No blood needs spilling. I can put the sacrificial goat away. For now.

Hold me now
I'm six feet from the edge and I'm thinking
Maybe six feet
Ain't so far down

:)

And I'm not sure why, but I feel like a failure tonight.
Even though I feel I was writing well and all that jazz, still

Still a huge F for failure painted on my forehead.

God damn it all.

For the first time since I got here I thought about moving home ( Read more... )