sweet helplessness, glucose induced forsakenment.... fate has it's way with us all.
dusty:
i am being swallowed in the messiness of los angeles.
collapse_on_me:
me, me, and me
sit and dream about what it all really means, who is running this machine and what is it for... the truth is folklore.
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further seems forever when the cold rain beats down like a thousand drums on my face, and hits the street in conjuncture with the slap of my soul on the wet pavement. but that's what you do -send chills up my back like worms in my veins and leave that residue as blood laden stains with strains of pesticide -cyanide as love spilling from pores...
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so i woke up today with tons of dry flaky scalp... at first i was grossed out. but then i started to see that it was a good thing, when i rub my hair really fast it looks like a snow globe... and snow in the spring is always a good thing. then it reminded me of that girl i had a crush on for...
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dusty:
toushie toushee
what can i say, i'm just a mess... i don't think i could even tie my shoe.... i'm just so fucked up over you.
draining out my heart -tearing out that bloody burlap sack
and i can't take back the things you said
you're faking it, you're taking it, you're breaking me to pieces
porcelain boys break so easy -shatter to dust and drift away
and all that is now rots into the soil
i've got blood clots in my engine's oil
you've got twisted knots for a confused...
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and i can't take back the things you said
you're faking it, you're taking it, you're breaking me to pieces
porcelain boys break so easy -shatter to dust and drift away
and all that is now rots into the soil
i've got blood clots in my engine's oil
you've got twisted knots for a confused...
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helena:
ladies is pimps too!
hahaha
hahaha
dusty:
you are still missing it
please dear johnny boy, tell me why you joined the site...
please dear johnny boy, tell me why you joined the site...
my latest past time....you wouldn't believe me if i told you
i love wasting my days... come talk to me and waste your days too.
i love wasting my days... come talk to me and waste your days too.
dusty:
so you've expanded your search for internet love to another site...i hope she finds you....
silence.
aphotic raging walls
gurgling blood laden calls
in the absence of sound
night falls on
silence.
bell tolls ringing
cries of pain are as singing
buried underground
enveloped in
silence.
death saunters a slow gait
with you dies my hate
deep down
as infinite
silence.
fingers futily scratch
bloody nails break -detatch
seething chaos resounds
surrounded by
silence.
stale air you breath is burning...
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aphotic raging walls
gurgling blood laden calls
in the absence of sound
night falls on
silence.
bell tolls ringing
cries of pain are as singing
buried underground
enveloped in
silence.
death saunters a slow gait
with you dies my hate
deep down
as infinite
silence.
fingers futily scratch
bloody nails break -detatch
seething chaos resounds
surrounded by
silence.
stale air you breath is burning...
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tear out my eyes and swallow -turn their lids to cinder, light the flame and let it linger.
burning deep down through blood vessels and bone, i'm already dead but you won't leave me alone.
it's the fleshy cinerary you keep me in that turns my ashes into mortal sin -i'm riving within. curdled in bloody lips -piss me out crimson and stillborn -broken and...
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burning deep down through blood vessels and bone, i'm already dead but you won't leave me alone.
it's the fleshy cinerary you keep me in that turns my ashes into mortal sin -i'm riving within. curdled in bloody lips -piss me out crimson and stillborn -broken and...
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i want a human skin lamp.... i want to be dry but damp, i want to have six wings and one leg protruding out the side of my left kidney and i want you to kick me. i'm drunk and puked up my lunch, but i'm hungry again. poke me with sticks, stick me with rusty nails and hammer me to the floor. shut the...
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dusty:
i'll fucking kick you like the street king that you are
the holes have rusted over and the blood coagulated
no more do i feel the spray of your veins on my face
i stand still, blood caked face and blink at the mess of your surface
i smile at your mess the blood cracks and falls on your face
sparkles in your eyes have beaten once again
but i will break you down
did you feel that poke in your back?
check your chest cuz it's coming through the other side
funny, i didn't have to push that hard either
you are rotting away like a moldy peach just barely hanging on to the core of your soul
you think there is hope, but there is none.
rotting peachy flesh does not grow back to life
especially when it is mashed inbetween my fingers
i will smash you all and lay down in the mess...basking in my glorious kill...lusting over the stench of your rotting heart as i caress my cheek with it...making love to your death as i would never make love to you
the holes have rusted over and the blood coagulated
no more do i feel the spray of your veins on my face
i stand still, blood caked face and blink at the mess of your surface
i smile at your mess the blood cracks and falls on your face
sparkles in your eyes have beaten once again
but i will break you down
did you feel that poke in your back?
check your chest cuz it's coming through the other side
funny, i didn't have to push that hard either
you are rotting away like a moldy peach just barely hanging on to the core of your soul
you think there is hope, but there is none.
rotting peachy flesh does not grow back to life
especially when it is mashed inbetween my fingers
i will smash you all and lay down in the mess...basking in my glorious kill...lusting over the stench of your rotting heart as i caress my cheek with it...making love to your death as i would never make love to you