| You are so replaceable.
Another one has come and gone. How many more before you give up?
Of course, if you actually had the balls to... I don't know... ASK her why she isn't talking to you anymore it wouldn't end in a trainwreck.
But you know, I didn't say anything.
All aboard! | comments: Leave a comment   |
| | Subject: | Cage. | | Time: | 03:17 am | | Current Mood: | apathetic |
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| you must be a shitty friend
because everyone fucking hates you
you sit in your cage built of fear and paranoia and you will never come out
and for that
your "friends" turn their backs on you
but of course you deserve that somehow, right?
sure you do
of course you do
if you think you do | | comments: 5 comments or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Alone. | | Time: | 03:14 am | | Current Mood: | annoyed |
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| Oh? Tears? Should we blame this on the time of month, or is there something here worth noting?
Let's clear up what you already know. Your friends aren't going to help you and a therapist might not do so well either. You're stuck the way you are with your unbalanced emotions. Get used to it.
They aren't going to come rushing to your side for a pity party. | | comments: 1 comment or Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Submerge. | | Time: | 12:49 pm | | Current Mood: | good |
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| Enjoying someone else's pain gives you a one-way ticket to hell, you know.
Ah but it feels good. I enjoy it too. I don't blame you.
Justice. Feel the consequences for your pathetic actions! | | comments: 3 comments or Leave a comment |
| Once there was a man
who had a little too much
time on his hands.
He never stopped to think that he was getting older.
But when his night came to an end,
he tried to grasp for his last friend
and pretend that he could wish himself health on a 4-leaf clover.
He said: Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round.
What once was emerald city's now a crystal town.
3 'o' clock in the morning,
You get a phone call from the Queen
With a hundred heads
she says that they're all dead.
She tried the last one on, it couldn't speak, fell off
and now she just wanders the halls
thinkin' nothing, thinkin' nothing at all...
She says: Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round
What once was emerald city is now a crystal town.
The wheelie's are cutting pavement
and the Skeksis at the rave meant to hide,
deep inside their sunken faces and their wild rolling eyes,
But their callous words reveal
that they can no longer feel
Love or sex appeal.
The patchwork girl has come to cinch the deal
To return to Oz, we fled the world with smiles and clenching jaws
Please help me friend from coming down
I've lost my place and now it can't be found
Is this the return to Oz?
The grass is dead, the gold is brown
and the sky has claws.
There's a wind-up man walking round and round
What once was emerald city is now a crystal town. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Just die. They all deserve to die!
If only it could be your hand that slays them.
Maggots! Maggots! Maybe once the festering filth is gone with, you hope to have your friend back? Infuriating! Don't feed yourself lies I nearly fell for it. The situation is irrepairable and you intend to keep it that way.
But don't worry dear, I want him dead too. Eyes that see death can pierce the flesh and I see as well as they that there is piss at the center! However, with all those that oppose the people only grow more deaf. Not like it matters if they listen or not.
Blind!
Leave the filth behind! | | comments: Leave a comment |
| Everyone is a victim of hypocrisy. Those that claim otherwise are liars.
Say what suits you, make yourself the hero... you're still an ass. Everyone is an ass.
Sentient beings cannot be trusted. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Speak | | Time: | 03:48 am |
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| Watch the puppets dance.
Watch the puppets fall.
Watch the puppets think they know it all. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Blind | | Time: | 01:35 am |
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| Here's what you need to hear: You don't matter. You never have. You never will again.
Just hang your head like a pathetic, beaten dog and slink by in the corners, in the shadows. Soon enough you'll be free of this hellpit, eh? Just keep telling yourself that. Just keep lying to yourself.
You'll never be free from hell. | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Stitched | | Time: | 12:14 am | | Current Mood: | amused |
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| | It's hard to speak when you just want to scream, isn't it? | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Secret | | Time: | 08:34 am | | Current Mood: | amused |
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| Can't sleep, can't sleep can't sleep!
If only they knew the secrets that you keep! | | comments: Leave a comment |
| | Subject: | Run | | Time: | 10:01 pm | | Current Mood: | amused |
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| Look what they do to you! And you put up with it?
It's so simple just to run away. You don't need them anyway. | | comments: Leave a comment |
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