January 2010
I say, lets not be afraid. Give up everything we have, everything we are. and become pure.Starve to the bone and snort some drugs. Lets have sex and give hugs. Lets do everything we were told not to do.
Why be afraid?
Why say no, when it feels right?
stop telling me what to do.
if I want to do it, I’ll get around to it.
kill yourself.
or die trying.
- going on my friend’s new band shirts.
I shouldnt have woken up today.
what i hate about you,
I hate the way you talk to me. you raging bitch
I hate the way you walk
I hate the way you act like you have all the control
I hate the way you hate the music I love
I hate the way you always get your way
I hate the way you control me
I hate the way I hate you
I hate the way you make me feel.
I hate how everyday you make me cry
I hate how you smile as I cry, and say its because you love...
“as the ground vanishes I wonder will the sky be the next to fail me?”
“I could stay awhile but sooner or later I’ll break your smile.”
the feeling in my stomach is gone.
this butterflies have faded away
our kisses are just kisses.
they dont mean shit anymore.
i think i was more prepared for chemistry before i...
now im just overwhelmed and confused.
how on earth did i learn so much in only four monthes ?!
I should post more, and like less.
was always told that the world is against you...
its hurts me to say im back to my dark room. The voices in my head have reinstated their command. I know this, because im helpless. So many wants and not enough needs have made me shallow. Shallow only when it comes to me, I dont want to be like this anymore. So i let the voices do their thing, cause i know its worked before. I just want to be thin.
My mirror has become my worst enemy. and i...
my house is cold.
You never stood a chance. But why were you...
I want
to be the thin, pale, doe-eyed girlfriend
of a skinny, pale, tattooed boy.
I sound shallow. But i can explain, i think tattoos are the hottest shit alive. and I like the destroyed-poet look.
So basically I like my boys looking like crackheads, and I want to be amy winehouse, oh my life is going downhilll…
so before we run out of time, and it becomes too late.
im not in love with you, not even close.
stress is getting the best of me, time for a hair cut and bigger stretchers.
I dont stress gracefully, the coffee and cigarettes dont do anything.
saw these somewhere and couldnt resist
I live my own life and nurse my own wounds. It’s not the best way to live. But it’s the way I am. Everyone struggles against despair, but it always wins in the end. It has to. It’s the thing that lets us say goodbye. Basically what we have here is a dreamer. Somebody out of touch with reality. When she jumped, she probably thought she’d fly
like a weightless currency, your words dont mean...
ADDD ME ON MYSPACE, I PROMISE I'LL TALK TO YOU.
fuckk im bored.
add my myspace.
my myspace… sounds repetivive…
http://www.myspace.com/493397782
you know I looked around, for faces I'd know, I...
“A wise girl kisses but doesn’t love, listens but doesn’t believe and...”
– Marilyn Monroe.
I am not wise
excuse me sir, but I have plans to die tonight.
gottta love the spill canvas
myhelterskelter:
sparkss:
yerawizardharry:
50 ways to make yourself miserable.
Compare yourself frequently with others.
Belittle yourself.
Don’t believe in dreams. You believe dreams will only happen when you are sleeping.
Say yes to everybody and everything.
Work in a job you hate.
Complain about everything.
Complain about everything to your friends.
Suspicious of everything.
...
standing on the rooftops, everybody scream your...
Can't sleep, Can't Eat, I Can barely breathe
“I work with pictures and words because they have the ability to determine who we...”
– Barbara Kruger
Woah, I'd forgotten I'd written this.
can you feel it in your veins
when the blade cuts into mine?
the blood pours down the drain and away from me.
thats the way i like it.
i never meant for it to end like this
but the pulsing in my heart becomming like a trance
a mantra that i need to escape
the paranoia was going to swallow me whole, i promise you.
drown me in all its fear.
i will hide the scars until they fade with the...
I may look happy, but honestly dear, the only way I’ll really smile, is if you cut me ear to ear. I see the vultures, the watch me bleed, as all the shame spills out of me
Just what you wanted to know.
I love metal, but ima sucker for acoustic
My favourite colour is green, but I love purple.
I wish my room was all white.
I want to live alone.
I hate this town, more then you think.
I think I’m fat, all day. And it worries me beyond belief.
I constantly worry about my weight and how many calories are in foods.
There is alot about me I hate.
I feel lonely alot.
I think looking too...
I’m just waiting for the day to show the world what I can do.
what should I scream for?! This is my theme park.
vodka makes you seem sincere
Your life is ending one second at a time, live on...
exams have begun; time too chain smoke and drink too much red bull.
I wish i lived in the real world.
but many days i spend my time tuning it out, with
music,
indifference,
and insecurity
for some reason lately, all I feel is insecure. There is just so much about me I wish I could change. And when I give in, I hate myself for being so weak.
9 tags
im scratched, bruised and discarded. I smell, hate...
pluto, the lord of the underworld, my home, everything that is beneath our consciousness.. a place so beautiful that it would torment an angel to insanity
make me infamous.
Angry is me.
even the way you speak, I can see you going for the lips.
Lean in, take a breath. Cause once I start theres no stopping.