The best part of b.e.l.i.e.v.e. is the l-i-e

Jan 04, 2012 14:37

Hello old friend, it's been quite some time.

I'm afraid I'm not as creative with words as I used to be, but I can assure to you my mind is just as fzcking scrambled and screwed up as it's always been ;]

The funny part about this is that I deactivated that godforsaken social networking site hmm hmmmm oh whatsitcalled again though... no matter, but it seems I have to spill my pixelated guts somewhere on the internet. Livejournal, you are my victim, and you are quite tasty medium rare with a side of mashed potatoes.

You are one hell of an arrogant bastard, and that's a compliment, sir.
Nice work.

Anyway, I know the real reason we're here. Unspoken words misunderstood, don't try to understand. you won't get it anyway

Don't start, darling. Don't you go turning my nightmares into dreams again.
They say we hurt the ones we love; is this wound fatal?
Let me heal you by pulling out the arrows, first.
I am not destruction. I was not born for this.
Come back to me, back to me, to me.
Let me lift you up
I'll beg for one more chance to make you smile.
With a smile of a villain, you have the heart of a hero. You found me lost in the shadows and we walked into the light... let me rescue you, this time... this time.
Romeo is bleeding to d e a t h
I love you, don't go.
shatter.the.glass

I am not destruction.

Don't leave a warpath, miss. You don't need to go breaking more hearts.
& I don't care for your sweet scent or
the way you want me more than I want you
Leave him be. But I am oh so tired of the attention... you're trying too hard, and I can see right through it.
I can't make everyone happy.

[b.d.]:
I never meant those words, but I can't change the past.
all I can do is keep moving forward
You taught me that.

I see your face in strangers on the street
I still say your name when I'm talking in my sleep
& in the limelight I play it off fine
But I can't handle it when I turn off my nightlight

kiss me my darling
darling i need you
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