Some people say i'm demonic, but i really don't care what people think of me. Love me, hate me, i really don't care. I play the drums, bass, and guitar. I like thhe drums tha most though, just cause they're the loudest. I write to escape the real world. When I write, it's like nothing else matters anymore. I fell like time has come to an abrupt stop. |
I watch as the blood drips from her mouth.
The lifeless body she holds then falls to the...
I breathe in
It's like the scent of you is intoxicating...
If only you knew
How much I cared for you...
I put the blade up to my wrists, And pray they...
There's falllen angels at my feet They're...
If God made everything, then doesn't that mean he made suffering, pain, hatred, death, sin, and worst of all, Hell? |
Do you ever wonder why they call the airport "the terminal"? Why "abbreviated" is such a long word? If con is the opposite of pro, is congress the opposite of progress? |
"Your dad is a bald, black woman?" -Karrie Pavish-Anderson |