Mmmm... This bed is comfy, and my pup is keeping me feet warm.
Arg, me feels like talkin' like a pirate. Aye, cap'n!
Land ho!
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My friends call me a goober. So what? I'm free to do anything and everything I like. Right? Well, sure, if you believe in that sort of fairy tale.
And I do, believe you me.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
The Light Coming From the Blackhole
You don't seem to get it. The more I push you away, the more you become infatuated with me. It's vile and pathetic, and I'm sick of it. I guess I just don't know how to tell you...
Please, just stop trying. Just leave me alone and get on with your life. You know we're both dying a little on the inside. Stop trying to hang onto something that's disappearing from between our fingers. It's a waste of time and energy.
I'm glad I have you in my life. You're my best and closest friend, and I don't know what I'd do without you. I know you like I know my refrigerator, and I'm blessed to have you in my life.
I know what I could say to destroy you in just a second. But you're too important to me to burn that bridge away. You changed my life with your smile, and I will love you forever.
**Each paragraph is about a different person. You all know who you are, should you ever read this.
Please, just stop trying. Just leave me alone and get on with your life. You know we're both dying a little on the inside. Stop trying to hang onto something that's disappearing from between our fingers. It's a waste of time and energy.
I'm glad I have you in my life. You're my best and closest friend, and I don't know what I'd do without you. I know you like I know my refrigerator, and I'm blessed to have you in my life.
I know what I could say to destroy you in just a second. But you're too important to me to burn that bridge away. You changed my life with your smile, and I will love you forever.
**Each paragraph is about a different person. You all know who you are, should you ever read this.
Saturday, February 5, 2011
The Loveliest Way to Die
I'm that question that keeps you up at night, the depression that forces you to cry yourself to sleep.
I'm the sick feeling you get, the loneliness that consumes your heart.
I'm the anxiety that keeps you from that dream, your lack of courage and strength. I eat up your energy, drain your life, drink your blood.
I'm that feeling that keeps you wondering:
Would they care if I disappeared?
Vanished into thin air?
Would they care if I slit my wrist,
Closed the story with a twist?
Would they care if I flew away,
Off to find a better day?
Would they notice that I'm gone,
Would they realize it by dawn?
I'm Death, beckoning and calling you to me, singing a gentle melody. Come closer, let me touch you. Let me rape your soul and leave you.
I'm the loveliest way to die.
I'm the sick feeling you get, the loneliness that consumes your heart.
I'm the anxiety that keeps you from that dream, your lack of courage and strength. I eat up your energy, drain your life, drink your blood.
I'm that feeling that keeps you wondering:
Would they care if I disappeared?
Vanished into thin air?
Would they care if I slit my wrist,
Closed the story with a twist?
Would they care if I flew away,
Off to find a better day?
Would they notice that I'm gone,
Would they realize it by dawn?
I'm Death, beckoning and calling you to me, singing a gentle melody. Come closer, let me touch you. Let me rape your soul and leave you.
I'm the loveliest way to die.
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