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ahhh! life IS hell. i couldn't talk today because i throat hurt like hell, and alex was lost, and we both had headaches, and aaron and i have no idea what to do. and now eli is in my room messing with my stuff because i don't want her to read over my shoulder.
life is like a roll of toilet paper
it just keeps going and going
and then it runs out and you die
i hear a bag of chips being shaken up and down...probably on my bed...i hate my life...actually...i can't really say that now because of some of the people in it...i hate MOST of my life...
*Story books and happy endings bite your lip in fear
Pray the next blow kills you so you won't have to be here*
i love that line...vendetta red is awsome.
Make a wish upon your middle finger
wasting your affections on another dark haired girl
with skin so pale
its translucence pulls you in and chokes you up
I just came by to kill you nobody was home.
From hips to lips and everything between "collide"
she cried and chalked one up to her myriad of thoughts Abscess.
I'm trusting you to stab me in the back beloved betrayer.
It fell straight from heaven
burning brighter than your hopes of being one of them someday.
It bared its teeth and shook the ground beneath
your feet it held you close
tore you limb from limb and then it left you.
Distraught disguised our abhorrence
victimized I died from laughing
at your consuming lust for sustenance
A word could break ideas in comatose states
as passive thoughts strike at the only comfort I can't bare
I tried to please but only wound down on my knees
refusal to comply it ends in dissension from the self
An anchor to hell the vessel rests light on the shell
your grade school blasphemy is making my skin crawl
life is like a roll of toilet paper
it just keeps going and going
and then it runs out and you die
i hear a bag of chips being shaken up and down...probably on my bed...i hate my life...actually...i can't really say that now because of some of the people in it...i hate MOST of my life...
*Story books and happy endings bite your lip in fear
Pray the next blow kills you so you won't have to be here*
i love that line...vendetta red is awsome.
Make a wish upon your middle finger
wasting your affections on another dark haired girl
with skin so pale
its translucence pulls you in and chokes you up
I just came by to kill you nobody was home.
From hips to lips and everything between "collide"
she cried and chalked one up to her myriad of thoughts Abscess.
I'm trusting you to stab me in the back beloved betrayer.
It fell straight from heaven
burning brighter than your hopes of being one of them someday.
It bared its teeth and shook the ground beneath
your feet it held you close
tore you limb from limb and then it left you.
Distraught disguised our abhorrence
victimized I died from laughing
at your consuming lust for sustenance
A word could break ideas in comatose states
as passive thoughts strike at the only comfort I can't bare
I tried to please but only wound down on my knees
refusal to comply it ends in dissension from the self
An anchor to hell the vessel rests light on the shell
your grade school blasphemy is making my skin crawl