new |
a corpse 1 year dead wished to be reborn. In two days after a year of wishing the corpse now has flesh, his bones renitted themselves, muscle rebirthed to a livng state. on the third day one thing rem...
Posted by K+L+O+N+E+ on Sun, 20 Nov 2005 02:49:00 PST |
what a rose was is now a thorn |
a pedal thouched and blood was rushed from under my skin to the surface so thin a pedal was once a pedal to me now a thorn has shown its trew identity it has gave me love as a pedal, but now pain as ...
Posted by K+L+O+N+E+ on Sat, 01 Oct 2005 05:09:00 PST |
the nice, the last |
why my friends do the nice guys always finish in the last place and live the hardest life. why do we get shit in return for pity, love, remorse, compasion, being romantik, and always being there for s...
Posted by K+L+O+N+E+ on Sat, 01 Oct 2005 05:02:00 PST |
give up |
when sould i just give up with my problems and start anew? should i just run away from the ones i love, the relationships that i want with a certain girl? Should i kill myself and hit the reset button...
Posted by K+L+O+N+E+ on Mon, 26 Sep 2005 01:17:00 PST |
what are liberals thinking? |
In todays new growing media induced liberalism of being a gay, lesbian or bi person is ok is ruining relationship foundations all over the world. Is this what the liberals to want? a lot of fighting a...
Posted by K+L+O+N+E+ on Mon, 26 Sep 2005 01:14:00 PST |
Why2 |
why do women constantly feel they must hurt their lover's pride and feelings? Why do women always want to be friends after they kill your self asteem? Why do women always have to conflict with males s...
Posted by K+L+O+N+E+ on Wed, 07 Sep 2005 12:35:00 PST |
why |
why do the rose of life have to die in such an ugly fashion? Why cant the rose just be dead looking to finish beautiful? Why Is our life so much like the death of some ugly red fucking plant?!
Posted by K+L+O+N+E+ on Wed, 07 Sep 2005 12:34:00 PST |
hungry |
its a dull and cruel pain that passes the ages unaltered the sadness in my heart, i still feel disimpowered. the thorn in my soul, the mark on my heart her acid rain.
Posted by K+L+O+N+E+ on Sat, 27 Aug 2005 04:09:00 PST |
memory |
the reocuring images of your life like a memory in a stuck skipping cd that revolves the same issues over and over again, but how to know when the cd will stop skipping and the song will finish. when ...
Posted by K+L+O+N+E+ on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
a wish come true |
a life composed of day dreaming, hard knocks, near misses, a love and a death is just a dream or a wish for everybody.
Posted by K+L+O+N+E+ on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
