1. photo

    photo

    7 months ago  /  2 notes

  2. 
You know, sadness is profoundIn the spaces which I occupy.A constant smell and feel of rotJust upon the first layer of my skin
A depression is odd just to thoseWho have yet to decay(but from my mouth this comes empty,I know not the demons I speak of)

    You know, sadness is profound
    In the spaces which I occupy.
    A constant smell and feel of rot
    Just upon the first layer of my skin

    A depression is odd just to those
    Who have yet to decay
    (but from my mouth this comes empty,
    I know not the demons I speak of)

    8 months ago  /  0 notes

  3. 
we could always keep screaming, you know.
We could keep ignoring everyone else, you know
And we could, you know.
we could.

    we could always keep screaming, you know.

    We could keep ignoring everyone else, you know

    And we could, you know.

    we could.

    9 months ago  /  0 notes

  4. each time I leaned I would fall over,And the one who knew would be there to talk it over.

    each time I leaned I would fall over,
    And the one who knew would be there to talk it over.

    9 months ago  /  0 notes

  5. birds of a feather,
flying together(but birds do not forget)

    birds of a feather,

    flying together
    (but birds do not forget)

    9 months ago  /  2 notes

  6. these lines were supposed to be the pulse. You misunderstood again, didn`t you?

    these lines were supposed to be the pulse. You misunderstood again, didn`t you?

    9 months ago  /  0 notes

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  8. Feverish people have the best quotes, so before my mind cools my flesh and vice versaI`ll write down that story of three drowning men

    Feverish people have the best quotes, so before my mind cools my flesh and vice versa
    I`ll write down that story of three drowning men

    11 months ago  /  1 note

  9. 
I wish I had something else to give.BUt I`m severedFrom this world
I`ll give you my last belongingThe only survivor of my soulI`ll give you my limb,MY hands, all finger by finger
Have it,They`ve done their job wellThey wrote the lie(media, they wrote the media)
That killed that innocent one
I killed that innocent one
So take me apart

    I wish I had something else to give.
    BUt I`m severed
    From this world

    I`ll give you my last belonging
    The only survivor of my soul
    I`ll give you my limb,
    MY hands, all finger by finger

    Have it,
    They`ve done their job well
    They wrote the lie
    (media, they wrote the media)

    That killed that innocent one

    I killed that innocent one

    So take me apart

    1 year ago  /  4 notes

  10. It`s just that everything else has the mouths

    It`s just that everything else has the mouths

    1 year ago  /  1 note

  11. If you were to stare, would there be something always looking back through your pupils? Think outside of the zone, and you might find them. I could never guarantee it better than the day the sun blinded me.

    If you were to stare, would there be something always looking back through your pupils? Think outside of the zone, and you might find them. I could never guarantee it better than the day the sun blinded me.

    1 year ago  /  0 notes

  12. 
It was from a type of melancholy I started seeing what happened around me And from all the colours of the world Was left only violet I touched a branch and it bloomed A track of violet under my sole I`ve still to find out what it means But everything burns violet

    It was from a type of melancholy
    I started seeing what happened around me
    And from all the colours of the world
    Was left only violet
    I touched a branch and it bloomed
    A track of violet under my sole
    I`ve still to find out what it means
    But everything burns violet

    1 year ago  /  5 notes

  13. 
Ice in my fingers Ice in my veins Ice is foreverIce stays
Bleed out all the restThe chorus`ll sing Ice filled lungs And ice filled faces

    Ice in my fingers
    Ice in my veins
    Ice is forever
    Ice stays

    Bleed out all the rest
    The chorus`ll sing
    Ice filled lungs
    And ice filled faces

    1 year ago  /  0 notes

  14. A quick sketch

    A quick sketch

    1 year ago  /  1 note

  15. 
It`s bad manners to hurt yourself, it`s bad manners to hurt others.
I can`t wait until it`s bad manners to exist at all, I`d be happy to oblige that one.

    It`s bad manners to hurt yourself, it`s bad manners to hurt others.

    I can`t wait until it`s bad manners to exist at all, I`d be happy to oblige that one.

    1 year ago  /  1 note