March 2012
20 posts
Probably not
I walk with the shadows cold and lonely,
Thinking to myself; if only if only ,
I walk with movements dredged and slow,
Because for a while I realized: I’ve nowhere to go.
I look around carefully and look real close,
These are the people who think they can boast?
They show care for the pretty for they have the power,
And time for the speedy because it takes lest an hour.
But they how...
Me
Curvy and tall dark haired and pale medditeranean features I like whiskey and ale I paint for no reason no reason at all and I like boys who like pale skin dark hair and all
Manic Musings of A Maniacuntold: If you choose to... →
manicmusingsofamaniacuntold:
If you choose to fall in love, fall in love with a writer. but know you will live in the pages of a poem, linger in the words of a song, be engraved in the ink of a plot, twisting your fate and heart into a tempestuous knot. if you choose to fall in love, fall in love with a writer. …
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iamthehuntress:
I need a boy who tastes like tequila, who can take away my troubles with a kiss; I need a boy, a disposable boy, who smells like cigarettes; I need a boy who I can say good-bye to with no pain and no regrets.
Life
They say life sucks, then you die.
And until now i believed it a lie.
But things have changed,
And so time has past,
Things are getting fucked up.
How long can I last?
But i look to the future,
although it seems grim,
And i look up to God and i say to him:
You put me here,
you can take me away,
and i asked you to do so,
But here I stay.
Why do you create this,
This terrible place...
