We're relocating.I'll let you know what it is when it's done.
Right?
Right.
Expect new shit.
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The Divine Truth Behind LiesHe said to me, "Wow. Life is crazy."The Divine Truth Behind Lies
And I replied in a manner so unlittered by hesitation that it was remarkable: "Life is possibley more than just crazy... it's a collective encylopedia of events: a bibliography of morality and mortality."
He looked back with a withered face, "I guess so."
But with a smile, "It is. Everything is written and recorded like the most precise dictation. Like the time we climbed to the top of the fountain, just to hear that it was a stupid idea. And the evenings we danced barefoot in the rain, &nbs
by ~xbloodyromanticx
Deja VuNothing haze floods the town and it's dwellers remain unaware of its presence. Sliding down gutters, it creeps up behind unsuspectingDeja Vu
victims racing back and forth "Save me, mister!" "Well, I can't, son. I'm too busy saving myself." Just like last time. Just like the time before. Just like last time. I can hear it again and again as each hair is plucked from my spine. Repetative motion and inward inverse. I know this from before. Each number was picked specifically And each child raised without teeth. I've been here before. I look left. Glare right. &nb
by ~xbloodyromanticx
Salmon Lips and Nightmare LandI thought you wanted girl to be happy. take my hand hand hand: disappear in the lake wading in guilt and suppsression.Salmon Lips and Nightmare Land
WAKE ME
I'm dreaming! WAKE ME
I'm screaming!
There's a rope around my neck: Can't you see me hanging? Oh bloody anvils! beat me til I'm blue and my mind oozes out on your shoulder in pink marshmellow form, until the thoughts I had of you expel towards the sky and melt- back - down - to - land. Seep.
The ground is still moist and the grasshopper's crying. You savage beast, you, you killed his onl
by ~xbloodyromanticx
Innocence of the Convictedconvulsions of static meeting skyhigh red hilltops shaken by tremors spinning back to the blue shallowInnocence of the Convicted
hold me dear hold me near
i can't take this thing i fear
vauge preminitions of rivets wallowing in blood of lost and surrounded by bland flavors
of the infamous cook i feel trite bubbles of thought
expelling from the genious and introverted babble through ceilings and walls
hold me dear hold me near i can't take this thing i fear
exempt from society with shadowing fame infamy rises and raises the ax
by ~xbloodyromanticx
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- Favourite band or musician: The Blood Brothers. Belle And Sebastian. Liars.
- Favourite poet or writer: J.D. Salinger
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I'm trapped in this Motel 6 on fire, fire, fire.
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I'm trapped in this Motel 6 on fire, fire, fire.
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I don't know how to put this, but..I'm kind of a big deal.
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"Thank you. You've offered a provocative theory. What it lacks in substance, it makes up for in pretty colors"
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I'm trapped in this Motel 6 on fire, fire, fire.
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I'm trapped in this Motel 6 on fire, fire, fire.
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B: is it raining?
A: I think they're spitting at us.
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