I think I am going to take a tiny break from deviantArt, and clean up my gallery.
Just take some time to figure out what I want on here.
I'll be around though, don't think I'm going too far away


Sincere BreakdownPaint my face with neon colors Break me down to basic needs Shift into contrasting numbers Force me to relearn how to bleed Keep me in my shallow bubble I am not a second order Just wish this had been shorterSincere Breakdown
Take my pieces, take my home Leave this poisoned explanation; Tell you that I'll be just fine You'll fill your void with glass and smoke I'll be just fine, I'll be just fine It's the best I have been feeling In such a long, long time
Lift my spirits, watch them fall I'm contradicted on my own,
There's no need for dulcet tones &n


Out of piecesSend me looks and go the other way Will you be part of my happily ever after? I'm running out of pieces to give to youOut of pieces
Running out of pretends and false promises Lullaby me out of my misery, fake my confidence Even though you'll find me dreaming nothing but you. There's no stage left, no hidden trap door Nothing here to help find what you're looking for I push through condescension, keep faking these smiles You know I'm in your head, if only for a little while. Here now, I'm lying, and you know you are too. Even still, I'm running out of pieces for you Lacking all sympat


Fill Me Like a CupEmpty feeling, empty thoughts Someone, fill me like a cup? Live each day as if a dream Someone, fill me, fill me pleaseFill Me Like a Cup
Force myself to stay in line Do each thing to pass the time Empty here, not even whole Wait to be filled like a cup
Letting down more than myself Simply speaking is a chore Am I breathing? Am I pure? Is it worth this anymore?
Set myself up for disaster Lost my safe bubble of plastic Have I gained a single drop?
Or did I lose more than I got?
Empty feeling, empty thoughts Uninterrupted; I am caugh


WhirlwindPeople come and go, along with their whirlwinds and mixed messages. There will be a constant stream of euphoria and a dismal awakening, seeing the sunset for the first time, and drinking a small cup of coffee.Whirlwind
To think our differences are a good reason to hate will one day be laughed at, and one day our decisions will present more of an idea towards other happiness, and in our hearts we can all be content with our believing that maybe, somewhere, there is someone watching all of us. Even though we want to be the center of attention, we want the world to be revolving around us, it never will and never has. This is a fact we deny,
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Fantastic!
my gallery: [link]
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=Mozilla
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Let me decide... give me the chance.
My stock account [link]
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[some men just want to watch the world burn.]
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Fiesta's Taking A Siesta!
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Goddam money. It always ends up making you blue as hell.
~J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye
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