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once and we are all forgotten.and when everything fades away, i'll still say that you were still the only thing resembling innocence in any of our lives.once and we are all forgotten.
we're all so damned, that we never really had a
chance at salvation and this is like God's game of chess but we're only pawns.
well, once a whore, still nothing more, that's how the old cliche goes at least, and i'm not like all those other old guys, which is good, because they have a thing for you corner-workers.
by ~stuff7
ungrateful by definition.i'm like you were thrown from theungrateful by definition.
seventh floor, of an six story building. and then humpty dumpty
tried to put you back together into me.
i'm just a less cute version of that mud under your feet, and the dirt that you spit on was just like me.
i've spent so many nights wide awake, waiting,
watching my conscious for a break in my rusted-through armor. i'm not as strong as you think.
while we both could do better, we still don't feel like giving in to prescriptions. after a
by ~stuff7
ultraviolet.well i come from a town where fourultraviolet.
above freezing is nice and toasty in the summer, we're all made of fml's.
well i keep secrets in my walls, and my heart on
my sleeve, but you never really adopted me, you only promised after
all.
my sister had a
plan, to run
away from home,
i decided my execution was better though her planning lacked.
i watched as my vocal chords were ripped
out, raped, and replaced in- side my burnt-out throat, i didn't need them
anyway.
by ~stuff7
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Warpedthe moon looks like it's been cut out of construction paper and slapped into the sky. it was beautiful once, i suppose, but i can't remember what it looked like back then. - i knew his hands weren't going to be like yours, but i didn't think they would be like this, either -- so roughandtumble that they slide, hot and insistent, over my skin like comets. they were wrong. i was wrong. oh, i was wrong. - my throat hurts. i can't tell if i'm sick or sickened. - i don't want to be in my skin anymore. it smells too much of him -- of shame and tobacco and a little bit of peppermint. i'm swimming in it and and it'Warped
by ~BellaPotter
For Sale -FOR SALE -For Sale -
girl, age 18. aims to please (but expect disappointment) can deal with menial tasks reasonably well
mute function appears faulty; either perpetually talking or, more consistently, completely silent
also shows an inability to display appropriate emotions, presenting unvarying indifference, even in extreme situations - nothing you cant beat out of her
has been found to leak salt water if left unaccompanied for long durations
and appears to be fading gradually &nbs
by *x-dainty-dreamer-x
SYiK July 6th, 2009July 6th 5:48 PM Kenya (8:48 AM Saskatchewan)SYiK July 6th, 2009
I'm going through a pretty bad case of homesickness. Everyone here has someone to talk to already it seems, and I'm left in the dark. I really wish someone could have come with me to take that constant lump in my throat that I have while we're at camp. I don't even miss the people, I miss the feeling I have while I'm at home.
But, the feeling immediately goes away when we leave camp. Instead of being individuals, we're a team then. We all have the same goals then.
Meeting the kids at Pembiniet today was nothing short of life-changing. They're all so happy and
by ~MaireeMargaret
pick your favorite summerif it comes down to dreams I'm determined to describepick your favorite summer
shape & substance in stasis until found fixed firm
in the confines
of forever
with memory's matter
finally fashioned into something that resembles itself
and really what else is there?
yesterday I slept away the last
of that night's
remembrances and made my morning scratching names
from blank pages
building better blinding lights from which to turn my tired eyes with always another one waiting
but rea
by *YouInventedMe
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