

Young Anabaptist RadicalsI don't need a fancy car, a plasma screen or big cigars I just want to rub my eyes, waking up wherever you are We'll pay the bills and give the rest to the people on the street- Just think of all the good we could doYoung Anabaptist Radicals
Come on darlin' pack your bags, let's escape to San Francisco With your good looks and my guitar we'll open up a disco We'll dance all night under black lights, forget about our latest plight- Just consider all the love we will share
Me? I starve, but that's okay. I'm used to the burn, almost every day- Because I am an artist, a rebel at best- but i a


How's this for honesty?is it true that i ruined you for all other men? or were you just fucked from the day we first met? i wont be your crying post to sob on anymore, you breed animosity and turn me to your whoreHow's this for honesty?
i guess i never knew you but called you 'best friend' then you'd scrape to the bone, and push for the end you'll never love true, you're a sham- you're a fake! what selfish and desperate young children you'll make
you asked me for honesty, that's what that i gave i tried my hardest but you dug us a grave so dig harder, dig faster, dig deeper my dear ill jump right in when i fi


Actually, please...I'm not one to be purposely deceptive,Actually, please...
but i've got a little secret and i hope that you're receptive I had a dream that we were both lovers,
you were my doll tucked in between my covers We took two shots and rolled out of bed,
smoked a half blunt of chron straight to the head I reckon i was pretty fond of how we were livin'
if i had to make a bet i'd say that felt like heaven
which is a whole lot of jive from a self serving, hedonistic atheist.
Because there aren't many things that I'd rather do,
than listening to music and lovin' on you
I woke up from


3 Years Wastedi guess when it comes down to the clock on the wall, your measurements of time seem to conquer it all. every night, every day, every second i breathe is a combative reply to the questions i receive i wriggle and squirm, i beg- almost plead but i cant stand your constant attack and retreat3 Years Wasted
so you've started on a journey, for yourself without me you're a curious girl, always wanting to flee A few women they claim, you're a bitch- a real cunt. But I think you just feel that I've trapped you in a rut. I resist their attempts to deface your good name inside, i can hope, that


Posteritytoday I died, for 45 minutes upon revival I knew, that somewhere, amidst the thick of two conscious heartbeats the vast black of eternity hid a horrific act tearing times trajectory from my molecules had concealed nothing the bloodshed of my sacrifice remains a fierce resident blossoming in my conscience in pathetic moments, life feels cold glacial desert upsurges its reign, alluding to an excruciating alienation from my anima as if my heart had been siphoned through my cunt the scent of this blood isnt the usual ambrosial perfume of menstruation iPosterity
The Sweets
I've been searching for your account for so so so so long christopher!!!!
I miss you so much.
Xx
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Is that BITCH I smell, or is Zombie Doom getting sexier?
"It's like ballroom dancing over corpses with gunfire keeping you on time... ...and all the women wear pink top hats."
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one artist to another
this is jasmin jinx signing off
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"Love like you've never been hurt and dance like no one is watching."
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Regrets and Romance.
|Remember me whenever noses start to bleed|
keep up the good work ...lol
i feel like a teacher when i say that ....
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