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dis_pair

In a word: Dispair

About Me

Music is all I have, conformity is all I hate....acceptance is nothing.

My Interests

my only interest is what she gave me... and then shattered....since she left me, a mess of a man, a tattered boy remains. this glass heart cannot be mended. 17 years old and an old man already.

I'd like to meet:

Someone who understands.

Music:

i breathe music.

Movies:

I can't stand watching corporate movies. ads, lies, propaganda, control.

Television:

Burn your TV...

Heroes:

Heroes are only brave for 5 more minutes. Then they die. She was my hero.......who knew that heros could hurt. I'm sorry. I hope she is too.

My Blog

Stagnance

Movement, so desirable. Movement... so unattainable. The current  pulls me from shore. The anchor, in its envy, drags me back. Helplessness grips me in the void.      &n...
Posted by dis_pair on Mon, 16 Apr 2007 10:29:00 PST

Belief/Disillusionment/Closing

Stomp on my chestI can't feel a thingNumbed from years of painDisgusted with myselfAnd can I really move on?The dirt fadesFeathers and crimson cascades eraseTime lingersAnd still the memories blind m...
Posted by dis_pair on Mon, 16 Apr 2007 01:24:00 PST

Shattered Fidelity.

Shattered Fidelity. Failure. Sorrow. Woe. These words are the truth. Inside my life inside my strife I seek refuge in this knife. Void. Decay. Fallen doves grace the desolate hells. Memories. Tear...
Posted by dis_pair on Fri, 17 Feb 2006 10:49:00 PST

Tadpole Infested Pond Scum

Tadpole Infested Pond Scum My pitiful existence can be described like this: without her I'm surrounded in a gale of dark mists I feel like I'm in a railroad tunnel that was just assaulted by hellish ...
Posted by dis_pair on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

amber sea

crimson to match your blood black, so deep it consumes and ravages my soul like a charred scarecrow like a match flickering away at the end of its life a pool of limbs sorrow dying without you is a...
Posted by dis_pair on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

bitter moonlight

i don't really know what it is with hershe acts like she cares but i know she doesn'tmaybe other people know what i meantrust is as fragile as memories
Posted by dis_pair on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST

trees

glass, grey. enough to fill these black lungs and feel my flesh embrace the pain a shattered heart. cuts deep in a vast hallow sea of nothingness. shallow like a forest a forest built on the silence a...
Posted by dis_pair on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST