uncomfortable canoeand a coffin is a seed you bury to grow a tree and ashes, they are leaves stirred into water, into tea and uncomforts not to bleed like the white bra shes probably wearing growing my fathers brown mustache, im 16 one hand in my pocket in the healthfood store amazed touch in asia, restaurant without its flooruncomfortable canoe
celing fan seeling dreams in nylon bags, acidic eyebags
last night my best friend had sex oh so nonchalantly with the girl i dreamt of at your birthday party im scared of finding myself unsocial during my hold-your-hand-and-say-i-like-you pro
Grandmothertelevision politics you finish two cigarettes inhaling your secondhand to you explaining photographs me and my mom like to stand where your soul once was and you believed in god i hope your where you want your hand held heaven my body asleep cause my spirits grew up im dieing young swallowing your tears that taste like skeletons hallucinating heartGrandmother
i wana sleep on the lawn until yellow morning ants all over til my bodies covered, black and moving while emergency vehicles, police sirens shout loud at the top of there lungs heavily leaved bra
joke
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I Live to Thrive and I thrive to Live
Straight Edge- True Til Death.
five years HOLYSHIT!
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Life reeks. Find a straw and suck it up. :]
xlalax <2+2
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"Pay attention, boy, or pornography starring your mother will be the SECOND worst thing that happens to you today!" -The Spy
"It's all wankery in the end, so you might as well have fun with it."--overheard on 4chan's 'traditional games' board.
welcome to da^^
and i have just stolen ur comment virginity
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I want to be remembered
as the girl who
always smiled even
when her heart was broken
and the one who could
always brighten up
your day even if
she couldn't brighten
her own
~
There is more to life than my life
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