Heartless.....
HellI woke to the most horrible sound. Nightmare after nightmare, I always heard such a terrifying noise, it wasn't the usual carpet-bombing, gunshots and the screams of some captured person being dragged into the alleys that I heard for the last seventeen years. I crept out from the tangles of my fishnet sheets, slowly as my eyes adjust to the harsh illuminatisity of my war-torn grotto, walls the color of black latex, tubes snaked their way on hapless half-naked mannequins crucified up my wall grinning with pain and pleasure. I slithered towards the cracked bathroom. The red light reflecting nothing but glinting shadows, dancing with a sort of sHell
Headaches
| Being lost is the only way you can find anything |
Hecktic life
Eager
thank you .
<w<
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[link] they are words... my words... read them. hate them. love them. ignore them. either way, they are there. and they are mine.
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Sometimes wonder... If I had more then one muffin would it be one muffin to many.. then i think no cause i can give the extras to those i love ^-^
you should post more stuff!
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Some things are more beautiful than you think
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