SNAPPLE TOLD ME SO |
what do you think would happenif we both held our breath and kissed under water?lemon drops come to mindwith dreamy acid flavored centersi'm trying to sleep without youcounting skeletons instead of sh...
Posted by +victory is mime+ on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 09:10:00 PST |
<hangnail> |
perhaps if we stopped for even a secondreality would set on you like a dogso don't stopplease don't stopeven for a second, we cancome away clean, you know?talk about the safe thingsi don't really care...
Posted by +victory is mime+ on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 09:05:00 PST |
+gesamtkunstwerk+ |
withering suncasts the room into monotoneour bodies, now black and whiteentwinedmy head to your heartyour fingers in my hairour eyes never wanderfrom each othercrickets remind us there is a world outs...
Posted by +victory is mime+ on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 09:02:00 PST |
compassion |
come with meonly for a daymaybe you'll discover something in the waypeople look at youanother day won't hurtsubmerse yourself in mesink below the depths of the damnedinto oblivion, my obliviononly the...
Posted by +victory is mime+ on Wed, 26 Sep 2007 08:56:00 PST |
so...uh, yeah |
i got this great idea....so yeaz i got a hella cool job so i'ma gonna make bank and then i'ma gonna get a car ((black mom-ie-van)) and i'm gonna put a matress and blankets and games and food and booze...
Posted by +victory is mime+ on Fri, 15 Jun 2007 09:55:00 PST |
THE <endless> END |
The last Sundayspent on the grassthe sun beats down upon meyour head's in my lapyou're sleepingevery line relaxedi trace them with my fingertips as ifsome great truth is hiding thereyou open your eyes...
Posted by +victory is mime+ on Mon, 21 May 2007 03:31:00 PST |
I THINK THE FUMES ARE GETTING TO ME |
i need to find a songthat speaks of long road tripsand second hand clothesa better kind of painkillerin a much smaller doseof chipped black nail polish pulling close a vanilla flavored kissIt's almost...
Posted by +victory is mime+ on Fri, 30 Mar 2007 08:49:00 PST |
am i dead yet? |
meswallowed in my secondhand sweatshirtlistening to ((cool)) techno because i caneven though i can't spell itand feeling nothingnot even the sores in my mouthdistracted by my bubble gumbrought back by...
Posted by +victory is mime+ on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 08:50:00 PST |
{res}ERRECTION |
i woke up to words written on the mirror in red lipstick, i hope"Don't kid yourself,"she said"who do you think you are?"the hell if i knowbut i bubbled in the answers on the personality quizand it gav...
Posted by +victory is mime+ on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 05:56:00 PST |
BRACE YOURSELF |
good morning, beautifulanother night downcause the days don't matter anymoreyou light up my worldso we can live like vampiresin darkness we can see throughthe rest of them all fall behindeverybody's r...
Posted by +victory is mime+ on Fri, 02 Mar 2007 05:50:00 PST |
