so i wanna start talking pics more often but i need a model and everyone ive asked so far thinks im some kind of kreep, but theres one person i know that would be perfect...


the hospitalBrown shrivled leaves on the trees Dark grey clouds in the skies Everyone sad, suicide depression But I am feeling good, cheerful even Time for everyone to sleep, nurses are gone Two people to every room, with a curtain splitting it in half I flush my meds down the toilet, wont need them Now they're sleeping, now i strike First my roommate, snoring and weezing I take out the razor the i keep under my pillow I get up and quick and simply slide it across his throat The i laugh as hes choking onthe hospital


And we dancequiet... but i thought i heard you breathing thought i felt your eyes on me maybe not there you are in my head but why cant i feel your arms if only i could feel your lips just one more song and then i'll remember always you are my rose with a thousand thorns those thorns cant hurt me because i know exactly where to hold you one more slow song so i can hold on to this quiet...And we dance
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im floating on a cloud made of broken glass and razor blades
cant you fucking see how everybody fades?
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im floating on a cloud made of broken glass and razor blades
cant you fucking see how everybody fades?
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