ten things i should have told you when i was sadi never could tellif i was in love with youor the feeling i gotwhen i was high with you.sleepwas the only form oftranquility.- indecision. - fake smiles. - monotony*.*boredom of sortsi exist without this bodyin a form you have never touched - that you never believed inand that makes me feel whole.dancing seems such innocentharmless funyou changed albumslyricsartiststo future torture.imagining a future with youis a place i felt i never belonged.you showed mei can express myself as unapologeticallyas you expressed your distasteof the color purple.hazy days remind me of you.i'll still sing the songson playlists made for youlong after i'm self reliant again.you changed*my vision of the future. - *destroyed.
ten things i probably should have told youi know you hated when we foughtbut it's the only timei ever felt genuine passion between usi don't think i've ever missed you once,i think i miss the idea i had of youi was okay with you not loving mebut what made me feel the needto shred my arms with angerwas you whispering your love to another girlwhen you said "we grew distant,"i saw it more as "i want to die more and more each dayand you haven't noticed my detachment from life"i believed you when you said you loved methe first timethe second timethe four hundredth timebut the last time was anything but sincerityyou were so childish in the senseyou thought when i was mad at youi suddenly stopped loving youi wasn't lying when i saidi won't ever stop loving youand that's something i will have to deal withevery day of the rest of my lifeyou made me regret all my wrongdoings,you made me feel like a bad person,you made me want to be a better humanyou have the purest heartalthough thoughts of you with herare p
Miss Missing YouI never thought I would miss the wayyou made me drink away my painsHow I got so drunk that night, I ran awayand did not remember waking up in his armsOr how I wanted to cry every nightyou told me you loved meand kissed my cheekBecause I only knew you were wishing it washer cheek,her hair,her smileYou were wishing you were with somebodywho loved you back
Self LoveAnd for no reason, I began to cry.I had nothing to cry about;this is where I am guilty.Flowers are growingwhere you planted your kisses.Cheeks ache from laughter,and smiles.And love.Am I so selfishthat I ache for more than love?What better is there than love;what possibly is causing these raincloudsin both my eyes and my mind?It is my own faultthat I broke my very own heart,waiting for the day that I love me, too.
Dandelions Among RosesAlthough I am the southand your daisies are the north,my petals are no less than shooting stars,for have you not said a flower is a flower?Tell me then, why must I perish?I try my best at glamour,yet I am still nothing to youcompared to roses.Tell your gardener to go;we are not friends, he and I.His hands are the devil,and his jars hold the devil's heart.As summer grows old,he rains the devil's tears among us.Although you may say a flower is a flower,what is a dandelion among a bouquet of roses?
Suicide NoteMy Love, This world is such an awful place. I'm afraid there is just too much madnessin one lonely world that I just cannot comprehend; the way prostituteslook so lovely before faking so much pleasure, oh-so sweet children losing their innocence,the old man I saw eating out alone - how must he feel approaching his wife's grave? I'm afraid I know of no pain of the kind; however, each life invites new pain, new wars. That's all we are these days - the struggles of dealing with madness and war. The greatness with that is with each death is that many less battles to fight. Oh, how many battles could we end with each lost soul? That is what I am and will be - lost battles. There is too much madness that I cannot understand.Bury my memories as well.
BostonWhy stay?It's not as if the sun dazzles in a thousand different ways,a thousand better ways.All it does is ferment the sweet flowersthat once held the key to my heart,scorch the innocent embrace of what used to be.Boston holds such better promises,comprises such better welcomes.I will not find tearsbeneath the corners of every street;no memories at the stop sign.Just passersby, looking at yet anotherbroken girl, hoping to make her wayin the city of Boston.
Temptations and DesiresWhat do you want?...What do I want?I want to love you.I want to love youlike you say you love me.I want to please you,as I am a people pleaser.How could I possibly say no?You're here in front of me,hurting with your life.I don't know who I am -God knows who I am.If only he could reign His truthupon my soul.If only, then I could tell youwhat I truly want.(...It isn't you.)
Be My EscapeFinally, the moon rises with all its secrets withheld.But you still don't move..The sand beneath your toes is like silk, isn't it?You don't want to go, do you?Although the sun blinds your eyes and sets your skin on fire,the stars softly kiss your wounds, your scars.The scars that those pretty little roses caused,as you tried to bury your life in the thorns of beauty.The boundless embers dance on,pulling you in with them.Will you dance, or will you fall?Oh, how the dance can go on for eternity,bringing with it new wonders to yet be revealed.Or you could fade to nothing oh-so quickly...So answer this, will you dance?Oh, how those stars do catch my eye,with their ever-taunting cavort to the ageless beauty of harmony.And how the sand, glimmering delicately as it does,hides underneath it the roots to all value,to the flowers, the trees, the sweet embrace of raspberries,as they blemish your face with their candy blood.But those incandescent lights...
DepressionHello boys and girls!And welcome to another day at DEPRESSION!Here we guarantee you will have the worst time possible no matter WHAT you choose to do!We offer a range of exciting rides and activities!Including ...The Self-Loathing game remember to aim to darts at the cardboard cut-out of your head!The Rollercoaster of Addiction!The Mood Swing!The Gradual Pushing Away of Your Family and Friends game!The Tunnel of Perpetual Loneliness!Or the Tower of Unreasonable Anxiety!And lets not forget, our highly popular Bodily Harm competition!Remember to exercise safety and if you find yourself caught on one of our rides, you may escape at any time! But keep in mind theres no coming back!So if a really awful time is what youre looking for, then look no further than DEPRESSION!Everyone is invited, we dont discriminate!As we say here at Depression: Come on down, all you need is a frown!
England x Reader: Be GentleEngland X Reader: Be gentle"Y-you ready love?" England asked nervously it was his first time after all."Y-yeah
Nng.""Does it hurt?""Ahn~ a little, b-be gentle okay?" you moaned as you clutched the sheets tighter."Oh~ Iggy
mmm.""Oh, may I try another angle love?" He asked."Yeah, s-sure. Whatever." It was this time again when you had the feeling you just had to do it. Again. Your job was pretty stressful enough to make you beg for one."Ahh
nnng that's the spot, yes ohh~ yes." You said as you buried your face in the fluffy pillow. England was sweating like a pig with his shaggy hair all soggy because of his sweat, and you well
you looked like a hot mess after a hard day's work."Ahhnn~""_-______?""Yes? Ah! T-there
don't stop! K-Keep going!""B-but the stove, I forgot to turn it off love!" He exclaimed, putting a halt to your current *cough* activity."Talk about offering another massage while yo
Invader Zim: The AcrousticInsane to no endNever shall anyone comprehendVasquezs abominationAbout world dominationDoom shall rainEndlessly upon our misery and painReminding us of aggravating asparagus!!!Zim never ceases to amuse usInvading filthy planet earthMocking bloatys immense girth
Self datedI feel most glamorous when I walkthrough Target. Look at the sheeple,now look at me. I've got apinstripe blazer. I "do poetry."I listen to Gwen and Lindsaybut only for the irony. I understandthe Xbox 360 and Lost in Translationon more levels than you ever do.And all I'm coming in here to buyis a marked-down jar of J. Crew.
Practice Poem - D and D Tongue TwisterPractice Poem - D&D Tongue Twist:So here, sit down, get down;Everyone just f'in' hit the ground.Cause I'm rhymin' with some rap I stole,Everyone in the house just sit and roll;Cause I'm burnin' fire with an Undead MonkYeah I play D&D when I'm f'in drunk.Rush feats that'll make you go mad in black,You'll scribble all over that fanny pack.Now I'm crusin' through some Elven Wood,Searchin' up some dude for the stolen good,When a dragon pops out snarl and roar,Man I roll for a 'Fist of Garandor'.Eight dee six damage added through and through,'Chain fist' makes me some Dragon Goo.Got loot poppin' outta my character sheet;Don't wanna get it stained with my milk and wheat...So I sit in a tavern restin' up,While the DM fills his restin' gut.And his mom comes in the f'in room,"Hey why didja enter mah lair of doom!""Do you want me to bring some pizza rolls?""Goddamit Mom I'm the Evil Grole!""But do you want some of those f'in pizza rolls?""Yeah I'll have some mom ju
LenTym razem Brzechwa na warsztat.LeńNa tapczanie siedzi leń.Nic nie robi cały dzień.- Totalnie wypraszam sobie!Tak jakby ja nic nie robię?A kto zjadł Lici śniadanie?Makowca na drugie danie?A kto dzisiaj w nocy chrapał?Kto Licię wodą ochlapał?A kto dzisiaj stłukł dwa klosze?O - o! Proszę!Na tapczanie siedzi leń.Się obija cały dzień.- Hellou! A szyby nie zbiłem?A Lici nie przytuliłem?I nie patrzyłem jak zmyka?A nie zmacałem konika?I tak jakby wziąłem prysznic!I to ma być totalnie nic?!Na tapczanie zaległ leń.Nic nie robi cały dzień.Nie odwiedził Rosji, bo mu się zaspało,Nie pilnował prania, bo samo się wyprało,Nie wypielił swych grządek, bo z tym same kłopoty,Nie sprzątnął, bo zbyt rozwalone miał swoje klamoty,Nie najechał na nikogo, bo akurat jadł
The Marching Band PrayerAs I lace up my shoes, and button my spatz,may each move of my foot be perfectly in step.As I slip on my gloves, and put my mouthpiece in place,let each note be a perfect and not squeek back in my face.As I zip up my jacket, and put in my plume,let me look perfect, and sound in tune.As we step into block, and go to parade rest,let the lights shine bright on us, 'cus we're the best of the best.Let each movement match, and each song come together.Let us all move as one, and not loose any feathers.Let us complete our performance with standing ovation.For we are the band, and we're representing a nation.From the snap in our turn,to the hearts beating in our chests.My god bless each piece of our group,as we take this first step...And we start with the LEFT!
Funny Alphabet Poem"A" is for AppleWhich is a fruit that keeps doctors awayEspecially if you throw it at their heads."B" is for BoatWhich floatsUnless it's the Titanic."C" is for Cow.They go moo...and fart a lot."D" is for Dinosaur.Which now works in HollywoodThanks to Steven Spielberg"E" is for Egg.Which tastes like chicken......Or do chickens taste like eggs."F" is for a word that that rhymes with "Duck".FIRETRUCK!Though I was gonna say something else, didn't ya?!"G" is for Gorilla.One can type a better poem than this."H" is for Hawaii.It's an island and a stateAnd a place that middle-aged woman fantasize about beingOn with some buff guy instead of theirBeer-gut husband...but that's another story."I" is for IglooWhich can't be built on the sun.I know...I tried."J" is for Joke.That's what this poem is.A sad...sad joke."K" is for "Kite."A piece of paper that flies on string.What fun!"L" is for Lizard.ONE'S ON YOUR SHOULDER RIGHT NOW!Oh...wait...never mind...f
Funny Sayings 1 Funny Sayings #1To be sure of hitting the target, shoot first and then call whatever you hit the targetPolytetrafluoroethylene is a word i cant pronounce!Date a woman, get a free pair of melons!Beer- The breakfast of champions!There's only one way to cure a hangover- drink some more!If you die in an elevator, be sure to push the "up" buttonIf at first you DO succed, TRY not to look suprisedEver stop to think and then forget to start again?If life gives you lemons, make margaritas!If you think life's against you, it probably isSo your wife just left youHow sad you must beLook on the bright sideShe moved in with me!My tire was thumpingThought it was flatThen I looked closerAnd noticed your cat! Sorry!When we w
Fetish.Once upon a time, there was a man.He made me smile like no man can.He stole my heart with one touch of his lips,But then he found out I was into whips.And off with my heart he ran.