

Sweet Nothings....Remember when we lay together and I told you not even a blood-red moon could drag me away from your eyes, when I said you were my cotten candy kissSweet Nothings....
my bubble gum smile, and so much more?
I lied.


Tombstoneseulogies of the long forgotten linger in graveyard eyes like dust waiting to be inhaled by half remembered pretensesTombstones
these skeletons in the closet can't
keep their old bones silent
forever honesty is no longer a virtue in a world of gluttony && "does this make my ass look fat?" staring at a fal


A Fashion Is Nothing...Mirror, mirror, down the rabbit hole--; Reality is just another way of saying incarceration Sublime intoxication... Feel this heartbeat ((quicker)) [you can't get slower than 'dead'] I'm dying ((like it's a new fashion)); marinading in Channel No 9-1-1 mercy is a cliche amongst the {despicable.disgracefulA Fashion Is Nothing...


Cliche's Are All The RageDear DiaryCliche's Are All The Rage
{I'm just full of cliches tonight} Today was great ((I learnt that happiness is a dream && love is a joke)) [but lust is forever] Suzie and Mark got together ((but we all know it's just the quickest way to a fuck)) [for bo
Thanks for the fav!
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Jerry
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Life will flash before my eyes
So scattered and lost
I want to touch the other side
~Map of the Problematique
;D :*
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...The only real thing it's: Nobody talks during the orgasm...
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I own your face.
Rawr.
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