I'm going to get back in the artsy swing of things as soon as school stops kicking my ass.


to the boy who stares.am i the perfection that you crave to taste? do i have the lips you wish to kiss?to the boy who stares.
your stare penetrates the deepest depths of my soul. your eyes reflect the
sadness of a thousand lifetimes for a boy so young. am i the one you think you
can fall in love with? do you even know my name? the way you stare tells me
you know far more about me than anyone else. you have searched my mind
with your eyes and found all my secrets there, waiting for you. i am waiting for
you to say hello.


i still can't forget you.i'll mend my heart with scraps of yarn and a used bandaid this is the last time you'll push me to pieces and tell me you love me rip me to the tiniest of shreadsi still can't forget you.
i can't help but cling
to every memory of you i can find lost deep inside i can't help but hope you'll keep my sweater vest with the purple star and wear it when you're feeling lonely and missing me and my love
i'll stop thinking that we even have a chance or that we had one when we were giving chances to a world where love and chance will never
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Dacheleigh:.
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those who have died and those who will die have one very important thing in common... they both will soon be dead.
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...And when somebody knows you well
Well, there's no comfort like that
And when somebody needs you
Well, there's no drug like that...
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Brian C. Roll
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i wish art won't hurt me so much
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*Apophysis *DeviousFractals
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Having been fucked is no excuse for being fucked up
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...miles to go before I sleep.
- Robert Frost
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