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don’t be afraid – we’ve fallen far too low to be
sane.  who is really in control?  it’s been ages
since we ran out of gold money is but digits on
a screen binary code

like bits

of your manufactured soul.  

it’s warm outside but it’s cold inside my world
i’ve attempted to fight the storm but it’s way
too late to right the wrongs so go ahead and
write your song and pretend the light is on

as the void festers inside your heart play
pretend in this beautiful prison we built
disguised in an illusion of control

are your thoughts the ones you chose of your
own accord?  they say less is more yes for
sure in a world wrapped in plastic peace with
a cold war ready to boil to volcanic temperatures


i know what it’s like to kiss ruin. ruins of what could’ve
been – i can hear the words trapped in the back of your

maybe i never learned how to accept my darkness so all
i did was deny it and make it strong. they never taught us
how to deal with the shadow in our psychology class

do you remember showing me your bruises? and me
clothing you and trying to soothe you? i’m not the one
to abuse you. damn i cried because i know what it’s
like when you have pain trapped inside –

so you cut to release the poison and watched yourself
bleed in relief

i remember you told me there are depths of emotional
hurting that feeling the most excruciating physical pain
in comparison would be a relief

anonymous asked:

favorite moments from the latest postmortem?

oh man it was Wild from start to finish jfc

  • shane’s dead inside stare during ryan’s long ass intro
  • ryan pretending not to be entertained by the hotdog saga but actually finding it so fucking amusing that he cannot stop smiling at shane
  • ♪ let’s go get some snacks from the movie store ♪
  • “we better deliver at the end then” “oh we’re gonna deliver”
  • ryan’s “holy shit” and covering his face at the cinema turd story
  • horse jokes
  • thoughtful hums in sync
  • shane “sex snapple” madej
  • shane getting embarrassing childhood stories about ryan from jake
  • ryan possessed by ricky goldsworth
  • “ricky goldsworth puts everybody on edge” “that’s the way i like it”
  • “derakhshANIAC?” “no”
  • “what are they gonna deliver him a pastrami sandwich?” (giggles)
  • shane’s “don” impression
  • “let’s cover ourselves in mustard and get crazy”

smoke in the snow

she asks me where i’m going
it’s three in the morning and
out the window it’s snowing

i just need to smoke because
i just woke up with dried tears
from another nightmare again

just give me a moment i want to
feel the snow in my face until my
mind clears and before you know
it i’ll be right here again

my dear you know how much i care
and don’t worry about what i fear
when i hide tears i told you that
in a moment i’ll be right here

sometimes i feel like fuck the world
unwind but my mind’s stuck in a whirl
pondering if i’m really in love with this girl
pull her back in my arms holding her soul
with the cold on my skin i’m soaking her warmth
stroking her hair, skin so soft and delicate and yet
so sharp and intelligent, smart and feminine and
we’re more than just friends with benefits –

but i don’t want to set a precedent i just want to
let our resonance be our element as evidenced by
our experience that you’re my medicine and you
can be my everything it’s just my past commitments
have lead to detriment and that’s why i’m hesitant
even though you’re excellent


of the reason why i love 1’s comics is that almost all the chars, major or minor, foe or just an extra for one episode, are what you’d call social misfits to some degree; you can find the clues first in our two taciturn, antisocial protagonists Saitama and Mobu, w poorest communication kills ever, and Genos’ awkward manner that has officially been his original personality according to 1’s interview even before he lost his whole body (which only had it intensified now that he thinks of himself aside from organic creatures). and Reigen, a self proclaimed people-person w outgoing behaviors while actually not having a single real friend around his peers; and Dimple, the little ambitious freak spirit; Fubuki and her severe inferiority complex; the human monster Garou… goes on. many of the main chars got bullied as a kid in a real-life sense of bullying we all know too well, and many of them actually acknowledges that they’re misfits/weirdos, and are even sadly ashamed of themselves. theres nobody who acts like Luffy from One Piece or Goku from DBZ that goes all “YEA BRO WE JUST MET BUT WER BEST FRIENDS LETS HAV FUN” or like Ichigo n Naruto with “WE NEVER LOSE HOPE” attitude (except mobu’s 100% courage mode that is.)

instead everything is a bit quieter in 1’s world. everyone is a bit too weird to be completely cheerful, and they’re all deeply lonely inside. they feel like not many would understand them and that is in all honesty, true, but they’re also grateful for a company who is just being with them and would simply say “hi” to them no matter how generally shitty or wrong they would look in a normal society.

and those lifetime companions are not easy to get. 1’s fictional characters are blessed in that way bec they’re genuinely humane people from the bottom of their hearts. 1 never made a overly nasty joke(tends to be aimed at the minorities) thru main chars when some tv shows do it on a regular basis. but then, 1 never tried to seek for the ideal justice, or to guide the reader w their moral compass…and that is something. 1′s characters may not be in their best behavior and do or say stupid things from time to time, and never going to be 100% “socially/politically correct”; but they have those liveliness that i admire and love and actually can relate to as a non-fictional human being.

and i want to thank 1 for making them this way.

insult sentence starters
  • “You’re the walking personification of a fart.”
  • “Can you do me a favor? Just…stop breathing.”
  • “You uncultured swine.”
  • “Wow, look what the cat dragged in…”
  • “You’re about as useful as an expired coupon.”
  • “Who let you in here?”
  • “And here, ladies and gentlemen, we have the world’s biggest turd.”
  • “Please, shut up. Shut – stop talking. I’m going to kill you.”
  • “Have you ever thought about why no one likes you?”
  • “When I see you, all I think is ‘uuuugh’.”
  • “Shh. Stupid people shouldn’t talk.”
  • “Wanna know why I’m sitting? It’s because I can’t STAND you.”
  • “I hope you choke. Okay, no I don’t, that’s a little extreme. But leave!”
  • “Were you raised by wolves?”
  • “[text] [img attached: garbage can] i found your twin”
  • “How can you see when your head’s so far up your ass?”
  • “If I had a time machine, I’d make sure that you were never born.”
  • “Can do you something right for a change?”
  • “Be quiet. Forever.”
  • “Hey, could you get a little lower? No, lower. Six feet under.”
  • “Your mother breeds like a hamster and your father smells of elderberries.”
  • “If I could, I’d recreate the pie scene from The Help.”
  • “You’re dumber than a pole.”
  • “I hate your face.”
  • “You look awful. Like always.”
  • “I hate you more than I hate myself.”
  • “Think of it like this: I’m Beyonce. You’re Iggy Azalea.”
  • “Hey, jackass. I see you’re more jackass-y than usual today.”
  • “I see that they’ll let just anybody in here…”
  • “Where’s your warning label?”
  • “Look, I’m sorry, okay? I’m sorry that I’m just better than you in every way.”
  • “Does your mother ever reflect on her mistakes? Mistakes like you.”

unknown date

my lungs are full of smoke and your memories,
the songs the woods have sung are in my heart
locked in my rib cage – longing to break free

i wrote you a letter but then i decided to burn it
and tossed it out the window watching the
embers from the rear-view.  the place where you
belong, now you’re a ghost haunting my thoughts

and i don’t know if it’s the poker swings, but the thought
of you just passes me like a cloud, no longer a barrage of
them chaining together into a thunderstorm

and i’m not struggling to breathe anymore, life just breathes
through me and i finally feel free, i have absolutely no need
for your company.  even if i’m just an atom; a building block
of an alien consciousness still crawling and learning to walk
in the shadow of self-awareness

i can’t lose – i just like to make you think you’ve won so you
can have your little triumph because inside i’m just like you

i know how deep our branches reach into the unconsciousness
of the lunar tunnels and when i put my index on your lips –

just shh.  and light my cigarette.