question?which one's better?
We're ever so PredictableWe're always complicating our own problems Saying what we don't mean And meaning what we don't say Situtations always seem as if they're out of hand, yet when thought about retrospectively, are they anything at all? Angsty thoughts that seem to apparate from thin air seem to overtake everything we say and do, and completely change us We yearn so much for everything we supposedly "can't" have Can we? Is this really the only course of action we can take? Are we forced into this way of life, filled with miscommunication and overdramatics? We're ever so predictable &nbsWe're ever so Predictable
Losing MyselfLet me break this silence With words of patience of affection Let me be the one to say that I never meant it to be this way I never wanted this They're gonna break this, They're gonna take thisLosing Myself
I swear, your voice is screaming in my head It's times like this, I forget what was said It's times like this, I forget
Allow me to stop the panic allow me to numb the pain I want to give in, to give up But god, you make it so damn hard They never loved us, they're gonna take this
And after you go, don't think it'll be alright Don't thin
Seen too MuchHow much are you worth? How much have you done? When can we leave here? When can we go home? I don't want to stay.Seen too Much
Tell me this isn't real, Break this awkward silence. I'm lost in my own mind, This maze keeps changing.
I've seen too much to think we're getting out of this alive. I feel like I'm in a dream. Just break this silence, So we can get away. Away from here. We can't hide forever. To die Would be a blessing. But then...I've never been a very religious person
Give it a title?You will be the end of me And my time is running out The clock's hit zero And I'm left screaming Bleeding from my eyes Asphxyiation on the air But no one would dare To look into my eyes And help me run But I won't let you hurt me You'll never hurt me How did we come to this? I was so blind not to see The end, always staring at meGive it a title?
Approval
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Vagner made my avatar, because I cant photo-edit to save my manhood...all I did was reverse the color
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No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.
~ Bram Stoker ~
Here endeth the lesson...
R.I.P.
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Today is now or never
i guess that means you have a crapload of favs
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Idk.
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Zug Zug!!!
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stop by my gallery......
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They slit our wrists like cheap coupons...and say "death was on sale today."
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The monstrous anger of our taciturn guns.
The majesty of the insults of their mouths.
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"Why you so stupid?
You no hungry for girl, you hungry for
HOT POCKET!"
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Watch it. It's For Shizzle.
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