

just another woundA tale of heartache that occurred Because my heart is so absurd. It always keeps me hoping, But I've got no way of coping.just another wound
With the pain that you inflict. Jesus Christ, you make me sick. You're like a drug I can't get over. And I'm your addict getting sober.
So consider this the end. Cause your just a wound that will mend.
Ily

Drugs and LoveDoing drugs in your car Sneaking in to the bar Being kicked out on my ass Boy, this world is spinning fastDrugs and Love
Trying to make it in the band People just don't understand Why I live my life this way Trying to make it through the day
Skipping school and getting high It my way of getting by Left my name tag back at work Cause I was working for a jerk
He tried to grab my ass So I shoved him in the grass My car is back at home Now I'm walking all alone
Almost got ran over by a bitch I had to jump into this ditch Now I


Imaginary FriendThey say I have a good imagination So, I wonder Did I close my eyes one day And forget to open them?Imaginary Friend
[Dream away little darling, it's an escape to a surreal reality]
Because it feels like today they were pried open I must've imagined you With your charming ways And gorgeous smile
[I did always like to exaggerate things]
Because you don't seem real anymore You don't shine as much as you used to And you're not as nice, either I must've made you up one day
[But the dream's over now And it's one I'd rather not re-live


you always were brighter.if i could,you always were brighter.
i would pull the moon
close enough for you to jump on,
because you always said
you wanted to dance
among the stars.
but for myself,
i would pull close the sun,
so i could jump in
and burn up
and leave you
to shine.


Grand ParadeThis is our grand paradeGrand Parade
adolescent girls strive to be smiling skeletons, twirling fabric
sewn by bleeding tiny fingers around their waspish waists. Religions
burn one anothers bibles, screaming in great self-righteous spectacle
about heretics and blasphemy. Countries eat until their bodies bloat like
purpled corpses while their neighbors crawl among trash for rotting morsels. Governments peddle propaganda and monger fear until their people foster insurmountable
suspicion. Societies lay glued to their furniture, unblinkingly
feeding off pixels and flashing colors c
Hey there. I miss you! You need to message me more. BTW:: I effin love the pumpkin king journal&& what not. I want one, lol.
They're for sale
So how are you!?
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Wherever you go, no matter what weather, bring your own sunshine.
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Wherever you go, no matter what weather, bring your own sunshine.
My name is Noni, nice to meet you.
And it's all good. I understand, lol.
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