Your eyes tell the story
A vast ocean of sadness
beneath the contraband
of dilapidated turning point
of mutual affection
and sacrificial sentiment
This frequency of abscess
bleeding like the tears
of a senseless wayward defense
Are you running from the ending
or is it just the beginning
This tempest has tossed your
tiny ship weighted with the woes
of a thousand cerebellum cysts
Does...
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A vast ocean of sadness
beneath the contraband
of dilapidated turning point
of mutual affection
and sacrificial sentiment
This frequency of abscess
bleeding like the tears
of a senseless wayward defense
Are you running from the ending
or is it just the beginning
This tempest has tossed your
tiny ship weighted with the woes
of a thousand cerebellum cysts
Does...
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roxysmash:
Fixed it. is that better? sorry. I am a wench
It's my goddamn birthday and I only get love from 2 people...what the crap...
edit:
I finally got my tattoo coloured, pictures once it heals...
edit:
I finally got my tattoo coloured, pictures once it heals...
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meeshi:
Happy belated birthday.
I know you.
You wont remember me.
I know you.
You wont remember me.
meeshi:
You rock for remembering me ! ^_^
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basketcase:
Happy Birthday!!!!! 
ivy:
Happy brithday! 
drrieux:
my attempt at photo manipulation...
she should have seen
the oncoming page
of misfortune and tribulation
set up for the instigation
bleeding from the pores
that perched themselves
on satisfaction cushions of fate
pulling the strings
and snipping at the tendons
of the runner against the scythe
tendency of exagerrated sympathies
leading to concrete atrocities
a fracturing impact just like the
beating of a drum
smelling of smoldering sulfates
polymer...
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the oncoming page
of misfortune and tribulation
set up for the instigation
bleeding from the pores
that perched themselves
on satisfaction cushions of fate
pulling the strings
and snipping at the tendons
of the runner against the scythe
tendency of exagerrated sympathies
leading to concrete atrocities
a fracturing impact just like the
beating of a drum
smelling of smoldering sulfates
polymer...
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basketcase:
I never know what to say when you post poems, but I enjoy them Hope you're doing well.
Hope you're doing well.
ivy:
RYN: Yes, I just got your message. Alas, it doesnt seem that getting rid of imposters is nearly as easy as having one.
Feeling....creative...
Everything we thought once was
is just a shadow of what will never be
a clipping or a gleam of possession
of a lost moment
disfigured and not permanent
Slithering like a serpent
between the bedsheets
of infinite and nothingness
It gesticulates it's seething remarks
with the prongs of it's forked tongue
soothing and sweet
like the candy of deceit
silky and determined
taking...
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Everything we thought once was
is just a shadow of what will never be
a clipping or a gleam of possession
of a lost moment
disfigured and not permanent
Slithering like a serpent
between the bedsheets
of infinite and nothingness
It gesticulates it's seething remarks
with the prongs of it's forked tongue
soothing and sweet
like the candy of deceit
silky and determined
taking...
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basketcase:
See, that's the thing. I'm not interested in him in that way, he's just a friend and I'm still too shy to just say hi. It's quite pathetic really 
roxysmash:
I am around. it was nice text chatting with you last night. hehe.
How is it that the mars volta can be so amazing? Seriously...and this new album is so good. If you haven't heard them, I feel sad for you. Go buy their record and the new one when it comes out...
roxysmash:
eh. i like that song you put on my cd of music that totally rocks. but i dont really like screamy music. you know that, silly.
i do like the mars volta though.
oh and you. i like you.
i do like the mars volta though.
oh and you. i like you.
Turn off
Bright line symmetry
Shapes of simple calamity
Regurgitated misanthropic thoughts
Like a rag doll being tossed
You thought you'd escaped
A windswept melodrama
Centered inside of a coma
Recieving this dose of affection
From a dissapating connection
Blood spilling from my pores
A body full of bed sores
A cellophane cancer
Face down in filth
Dragging the corpses
Whose hearts are beating still...
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Bright line symmetry
Shapes of simple calamity
Regurgitated misanthropic thoughts
Like a rag doll being tossed
You thought you'd escaped
A windswept melodrama
Centered inside of a coma
Recieving this dose of affection
From a dissapating connection
Blood spilling from my pores
A body full of bed sores
A cellophane cancer
Face down in filth
Dragging the corpses
Whose hearts are beating still...
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roxysmash:
i call you ALL the TIME. you never call me back. I'm sad and need someone to talk to.
you said I could call you but what good does that do me? punk.
anyway, hope your classes are going well. even if you're not a rocket scientist, I'll still marry you.
you said I could call you but what good does that do me? punk.
anyway, hope your classes are going well. even if you're not a rocket scientist, I'll still marry you.
ooey85: geez mike
ooey85: you have sweet skills
JimmyTangomethod: I know
ooey85: you have sweet skills
JimmyTangomethod: I know
somehow my phone made it into the wash and now it only powers on when it's plugged in and then it freaks out...luckily, the sprint store ordered me a new one for free, but no phone until friday or monday...weak...
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basketcase:
Haha, I'm sure you can draw better than the 6 year old me 
Glad the phone situation is better.
Glad the phone situation is better.
roxysmash:
you're kinda cute. I think I like you.
kung fu started today...my legs are screaming, who knew that just standing a certain position could hurt so bad...
basketcase:
uck, I remember when I took karate in middle school, it hurt like a bitch sometimes. Hope you have fun in your kung fu class at least 