I'm ALIVE!To anybody who cares,
[Which is probably noone, anymore]
I am finally back.
Except, I have a new account.
[Link.]
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Add that account.
<33 I have missed this place.
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A Plastic ExistenceTake a look at The young girls you have created They thrive upon a need For nothing less than perfection And with the standards you have set They will never reach their goalA Plastic Existence
They mutilate their bodies They vomit their meals They smash their mirrors in disgust And dissaproval
They read, their fashion magazine bibles Deep envy, pure hatred Longing, and love For the ones they live to become Flawless angels upon Glossy perfume scented pages
They sacrifice their souls They offer nights of pleasure To whoever is wil
by ~ToxicStars
Hide-And-SeekWhy did you run away? I still remember the painful touch Of midnight air upon my fragile skin Traffic lights illuminate memories Of counting cars It was only a game And I always knew the next one would be yours But it never was Later, waiting for you by the door Listening to her cry on the couch I eventually heard Your voice Drained. Pleading, softly Strained attempts to redeem yourself Your sorry, I can hear it in your words The slap on your face Is a gunshot to your heart- And mineHide-And-Seek
I always told you that I loved you most
by ~ToxicStars
Silently SufferingSilently crying So nobody hears Silently crying Releasing my tearsSilently Suffering
Twisting and turning My body it screams Clawing and ripping Tearing away at my seams
Fighting a battle That i'll never win My demons are conquering I know i'll give in
Cutting my wings off I know I can't fly Crouch in a corner I'm waiting to die
Carve words of pain Of hell and of terror Want to carve on my skin Spread my blood on the mirror
I hear myself screaming Inside of my head I want you to listen I st
by ~ToxicStars
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love your avatar, btw
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Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, envied. Look at this tangle of thorns.
You have wonderful hair, by the way.
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