| i don't remember writing this. it's all true. i love you so much. |
| i don't remember writing this. it's all true. i love you so much. |


radiateyour skin glows in the cold gray air,radiate
white and shining, surrounded by the dead, black forest.
rain dripping into your eyes
and dirt smeared across your cheeks.
(the only abnormality being your fangs and gold glitter on your hands)


blood orangefizzy, sparkly, pink tripping lightly over my tongue.blood orange
i think of you,
smile,
my teeth are covered in blood.


new womanpieces of menew woman
float down from the ceiling,
like glitter or brain matter.
but, you refuse to acknowledge my pain.
so i'm left with just smiling,
mindlessly,
with a gun in my hand and a pen to my head. (think happy thoughts)


body imagei want you to crack me open and paint my portrait in my entrails;body image
use my bones and skin as brushes,
stir your fingers around inside me.
then, sew me up and stitch your initials into my flesh and leave me there,
wet and sticky with blood and bile- and smiling sleepily. (i'm your broken-doll Opheliac)
by `blackeri
by ~joleneisme
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BT.
"The truth knocks on the door and you say, "Go away, I'm looking for the truth," and so it goes away."
Robert M. Pirsig
Zen and the Art of Motorcycle maintanance
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These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks...take the white pill, you'll feel alright.
A friend with weed is better...a friend who's dressed in leather.
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Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein
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These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks...take the white pill, you'll feel alright.
A friend with weed is better...a friend who's dressed in leather.
--
Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein
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Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein
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These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks...take the white pill, you'll feel alright.
A friend with weed is better...a friend who's dressed in leather.
(even if you are a meanie and don't answer me when I call you.)
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Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein
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These children learn from cigarette burns, fast cars, fast women and cheap drinks...take the white pill, you'll feel alright.
A friend with weed is better...a friend who's dressed in leather.
--
Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein
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