sleep on your side
to bandage the wounds
and keep your tongue
at your throat to
keep all those words
from spilling all
over you

Going witch-hunting around Rome, birth to Republic, building 198(200)4. Freedom is money, freedom is safety, freedom is heterosexual, freedom is nine to five, freedom is what we say it is. Bravery as weapons built on purple mountains. Home land stretches across the world, connected by string, and the blood of war-hero's, like you and me. The ( Read more... )

I guess it makes you feel like a fucking rockstar.

hey baby
i'm into you,
yeah baby.
yeah.
oh, yeah.
baby.
yeah.

tomorrow it rains and i love you.

you can
embellish
a mannequin
to death,
but it'll
never be
somebody

money money
cars clothes
sex sells; tag,
you're it.

So, user: and_statistics stole my entire journal, layout & entries and all. So it's all friends only.

all we do is complain,
it's sad.

My God,
My gut
It's over.