| You're just jealous because I'm awesome. |


because i knowi can hear your breathing down the phone the occasional laugh, it's unbelievably cute, and yes baby, i know you're reading this because i'm telling you to.because i know
it's just an excuse
no art today, oh no, i just want to let you know that
i love you more than words will ever possibly let me show you
and if you believe anything i ask of you, believe that, my dear.


don't speak.you will never care to see the constellations in my eyes no matter how hard i try to make them shinedon't speak.
and you will never find my heart
though it's right there in your hand.


Murderer's Prologue: 13i no longer see the white of her smile just red, always red and i don't use metaphors, i'm not a fucking poetMurderer's Prologue: 13
just a freak who'd rather not see her grin
now i've ripped out her T E E T H as the dried blood
.rattles. through her throat as she whispers "i still love you"
shoulders dislodged, contortionists flood every inch of her squirming hot fleash riddled with fire, DISEASE, INFECT ME, and yes, i solomnly swear that i'm up to no good;
because in the end, i'd rather break her limbs then her heart.


.replaced.hey you, yeah you, I'd like my face replaced make me beautiful, honey, we know you've got it in you to just take my skin away and OH LOOK, she looks just the same.replaced.
what's on the menu? anything but her when she laughs at your jokes that you used to make with me, a team, known by superiors, minorities, everyone in this fucked up community
I hear them whisper when I pass like the wind that rattles on my window saying "now she's alone with her girlfriend, where's the girl that
was too good to be true through all the morning dew?"
she left, that's where. she'll never give u


Hey, Zuesi want to die like jesus christ with my feet pointed at the ground and my arms wide in welcome and more than happy to do soHey, Zues


mark the spotbowling-ball heavy heart i miss her like i miss nothing else like a gaping piece i didn't realize was missingmark the spot
pushing; pressing hard against my chest waiting for an electronic buzz and getting nothing
SHE DESTROYS ME WITH WATER; I DROWNED WHEN I BELIEVED I WAS BREATHING
i wonder where she stands and hopes she feels nothing of the paper cut i do
if i had a map i would mark where she was with overlapping red lines because she is my treasure buried gold and rubies; beneath yellow sand where people walk
with their eyes at the sky  
by `werol| Shirts one size too big, GoAhead bars, The Young Ones, hair dye, american accents, custard, Paramore, piercings, vintage 80s skirts, Taylor Swift, face packs, Lindsey Lohan movies, Harry Potter, my iPod, Alice Cullen, Never Think by Rob Pattison, blue skies, playing with my girlfriend's hair, leopard print, High Fidelity, corn on the cob, mice, Scrubs, My Chemical Romance, Manhattan, drawing, acoustic guitars, fasle eyelashes, Bring Me The Horizon, long hair, laughing, texts at 3am, walking through fields, summer, fried onions, love. |
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EVEN THOUGH IT'S WEIRD. JUST JOIN IT.
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"I'm the most cold-hearted son-of-a-bitch you'll ever meet."
-Ted Bundy.
BUT NOW YOU HAVE TO WATCH THIS:
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muhahahahahhahaa
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HEY!
I'm looking out for my star girl
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"I'm the most cold-hearted son-of-a-bitch you'll ever meet."
-Ted Bundy.
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HEY!
I'm looking out for my star girl
--
"I'm the most cold-hearted son-of-a-bitch you'll ever meet."
-Ted Bundy.
btw do you have a stickam?
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HEY!
I'm looking out for my star girl
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"I'm the most cold-hearted son-of-a-bitch you'll ever meet."
-Ted Bundy.
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