morbidhippie's Diaryland Diary blocks put up like gates, slammed doors double thickness wipe it up down on hands and knees, sorry for this mess can't keep the vomit down you know all my motives. you pick my designs before i've got them fully figured out translate all my signs - and you.give.me.Nothing. nothing. - rotten i could tell you hundreds of things. i could turn this view around molest it? just give me a little.. just a little bit of you - talking up fake scenarios bleeding through my gums teeth falling out the poison in my mouth - that i so often choose to spit at you (and you and you and you) well it's..all about the timing the smell of garlic and peeled potatoes hair around fingers - don't forget to meet me where you are - waking up to find open eyes all apologetic all let me help you with that oh, one of those little sufferings rely on that. - i want to walk right up to your door - i want to walk right out of this place with dirt under my nails and twigs in my hair blood smeared on lips i want to walk out of this place with limbs missing i want you to cut out my stomach and pierce my eyeballs. my eyeballs. remember me. - help. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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