AppreciationThe colorful bouquet of heartfelt words Bring comfort with their lies. Lifting mediocre souls with the hopeAppreciation
Of beauty, Of skill, Of power, Of the chance to be different. They bring tears to eyes And a bounce to step, However ridiculous the reason. Living for these untruths- believing in the ability to make an impression- is what cracks spirits when reality greets with a dozen dead roses in a broken vase.
Tribute to PeteOne of those days, You wake up sick. You'd wanted a bad habit. Desire to ruin yourself, Waste your life, Break your heart. And not care at all. Searching for reasons To sob your eyes out. To cry and scream, And punch a wall. Foundationless emotion, Or lack thereof. Make someone suffer, Like how you feel. Do they need you To die in hate? So many words Crowd your mind, Make no sense. But all that matters Is that life-sucking passion.Tribute to Pete
Narcissistic WorldAnd I'm dying counting hairs on the back of my mind the only thing I can find that makes sense anymoreNarcissistic World
i know you are
but what am I?
Self-centered narcissism bloating my thoughts all of our senseless talks about what we were worth
it seems nothing at all when a picture makes you famous and all the critics are tasteless everyone's special now.
another bass
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Life sucks, I know. I just say it in a much more eloquent way
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"Instead of mousetraps, what about baby traps? Not to harm the babies, but just to hold them down until they can be removed?"
haha, I stole your jack handy quote!
(I need a new avatar, so if you run across a good one do share)
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"Instead of mousetraps, what about baby traps? Not to harm the babies, but just to hold them down until they can be removed?"
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