Quit pertendin.
Collage. Fractured. Through a kaleidescope
On fire. Hot coals reign down upon uncertain and vulnerable minds Desparate with delusions of hope Spring eternal at the end of a rope Nope. Not for you. You must cut through. Occams razor tainted, poison painted Is it just ill fated? Is this the part for which weve been slated? Confusing confetti, spreading For the ashes of our pasts? How long can it last? Look at that, now we've crashed Headlong into Kali Yuga. Tastes like sugar, Festering in an open pit The gaseous waste. a taste that fits, A frothy spit that drips down the base of theses gravestones upon which we dance. Watch me burn my pants. A bonfire of the sanities. What a calamity. Jane.
Rida Aamina, I Miss You (via wnq-writers)
OiVey. Are my guts coming out or does it just feel like it.
Also. Im loopy and slow. I get hypnotized by dancing lights and lapse into Robot mode sometimes. Im a crappy robot.
(via baytclikkah)
Rida Aamina, I Miss You (via wnq-writers)
OiVey. Are my guts coming out or does it just feel like it.
Also. Im loopy and slow. I get hypnotized by dancing lights and lapse into Robot mode sometimes. Im a crappy robot.
Right where the miracles lay...
