WEIRDEST. DREAM. EVER. About Dir en Grey.

Okay, so this morning I had one of the strangest and weirdest dreams I have ever had, and it involved Dir en Grey for some freakish reason. First off, let me get some stuff straight: I never dream abo...
Posted by on Fri, 29 Feb 2008 16:52:00 GMT

Daddys Hands.

Daddy's Hands My father's hands are the roughest I know Not too young, but not too old There's a beauty in them like no other I love those hands My own are small and soft, with little wear Compared t...
Posted by on Sun, 06 Jan 2008 15:53:00 GMT

{Beauty In The Beast}~((One Shot--Kyo/Shinya))

Eyes reflected back in the mirror, roving, roving over his face, his body. Kyo glared at his own reflection, almost wanting to look away from his own image in the reflective glass but too transfixed b...
Posted by on Fri, 28 Dec 2007 14:30:00 GMT

Collaborated Poetry Collection ((Zak and I))

Bombs Over A Heart [[ 1st poem by me and zak]] And so, with bombs over our bodies, We realize, Love is a painful thing, A spiteful woman with deceit in her eyesLove equals deathTo the fools who think...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Dec 2007 20:37:00 GMT

{Our Lives}~[We Are Wasted...]

Our lives were wastedOn love, lust, sex, drugs, and alcoholThe saviors of societyOnly made the pain worseDrowning in the vodka and whiskeyFloating in the ecstasy and potWe never, ever saw the Brightsi...
Posted by on Wed, 26 Dec 2007 19:31:00 GMT

Bitemarks & Bloodstains: Bert McCracken/Matt Skiba ((For Whitney!))

Bert's POVI walked slowly through the worst part of London, where the sick and twisted lived. The streets were littered with garbage and the houses were all old and falling apart, being leaned on by t...
Posted by on Tue, 25 Dec 2007 15:35:00 GMT

Sadist’s dreams.

God, I'm fucking shaking just thinking about it....and guess who's on the thoughts as I think this?a dark angel that once ruled my thoughts, but too bad, the angel will never know the feelings i still...
Posted by on Wed, 19 Dec 2007 22:19:00 GMT

This.Is.How.It.Ends.

So this is it This is how it feels to be alone To be uncaring and trustless Suspended over a chasm When it's time again I'll break the chains When it's time again I'll let go Now is not the time for ...
Posted by on Tue, 18 Dec 2007 21:41:00 GMT

Heart Theory [[...i sound like a therapist and a patient...]]

I've heard many people over the years say the heart is as fragile as fine crystal, and from experience, I'm inclined to believe them. Emotion plays a huge part in both the growth, and the death of one...
Posted by on Wed, 18 Jul 2007 00:49:00 GMT

fatal attraction.

Here it comes, another thought of him (Oh great, another one) I don't know why, but he has a standing place in the back of my mind, another strange place that no one seems to have (He'll never be numb...
Posted by on Wed, 04 Jul 2007 22:58:00 GMT