January 2010
88 posts
you’re shadow is with me, wherever I go.
December 2009
58 posts
I’m a fountain of blood in the shape of a girl
I do not want you to like me.
I like getting notes from you loves. whatever the...
I dont even get me, so I sure as hell don’t expect you too either.
– -Me
its your coffin my love, enjoy it. most of us never get to know what it feels...
– Lestat
Let’s go to my room. We’ll hide under the blankets and maybe fall...
– Jthm
BLOOD JUNKIE
born in blood.
give them blood.
give them gallons of the stuff and it will never be enough.
quite honestly, I dont get it. I dont get anything. never did.
– Me
some songs really make you cry.
Good times for a change
See, the luck I’ve had can make a good man turn bad
So please please please
Let me, let me, let me
Let me get what I want this time
Haven’t had a dream in a long time
See, the life I’ve had can make a good man bad
So for once in my life let me get what I want
Lord knows, it would be the first time
-The Smiths
A writer lives in fear. Each new day demands new ideas and he can never be sure...
drunk with song.
Always be drunk.
In order not to feel time’s horrid fardel bruise your shoulders, grinding you into the earth,
Get drunk and stay that way.
On what?
On wine, poetry, virtue, whatever.
But get drunk. And if you sometimes happen to wake up on the porches of a palace, in the green grass of a ditch, in the dismal loneliness of your own room, with your drunkenness gone or disappearing,
ask...