Pretty much.
Got a new ID.
Redid my signature.
Getting a new avi.
It'll be good! I'm really happy with this account.
In a lame kind of way.
I should do more stuff specifically for it.
<3


There and Their.Such innocence His soothing voice spilled into the open space between them. Light drifted into the pitch black room through an opening in the thick curtains. He took four steps from the corner, only two from the bed. He walked closer, sliding one knee onto the mattress before pulling the other so he could crawl. Slowly slithering his hand farther toward the beds center, he heard a whimper, gentle and shaking. He kept inching forward, his smooth moving fingers sliding up and over the silky legs that shivered with such fear. She couldnt move.There and Their.


I Cynically Disapprove.I cannot see their explanations Wont believe their compliments Dont understand their reasoning Will not conceive their argumentsI Cynically Disapprove.
My faults and imperfection Is what gets through to me! Youre relentless disagreement I simply refuse to see
I try my best to make me better Urge my defective body to improve But I, in fact, impossibly Genetics, just cant remove
The blotchy skin I can not stand My stubby fingers, red The wrinkles on my hands and feet Short sleeve shirts I tend to dread
You refuse to under


Feeling Losing Touch.The night is young and quietly The noises start to rise And within such peaceful ruckusFeeling Losing Touch.
A threat displays disguise
So when you lay in bed Unsure of what you hear Just focus on the quietest Paranoid with uncertain fear
Imagination leaps frantically
Paralyzed with unknown fretting You can not tell the origin Oblivious to the setting
You cease your heavy breathing
Just to focus on the sounds You hope its not an animal Your lone position to be found
You think about such terrors The gruesome stories told


Once UnspokenThe heart felt lies The bitter apologies Your untrue pleas I see your faultsOnce Unspoken
The unspoken trauma
Refusal to speak My glares go unseen Ashamed
Your stupid little games I hate to play You pull me in again I struggle to breathe
Such a fake emotion I can not find the strength
Im hoping that youll lie to me Pack your heart and leave.
What a frustrating sense of humor
Your twisted mind must have Since you clearly find this funny I can not laugh along
So continue your foolish ways &
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...color my life with the chaos of trouble...
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