“Of all that is written, I love only what a person has written with his own blood”
donderdag 29 september 2011
woensdag 28 september 2011
Cars.
Something goes wrong and the moment later you're dead. Your horrifically mutilated corpse is laying on a street in the middle of nowhere and some jerks on the internet are sharing the photos in a gore thread.
maandag 26 september 2011
ARE YOU JUST AN OTHER CREATION OF MY
IMAGINATION?
zaterdag 24 september 2011
I love my paranoia when in my head the things unsaid drip out of nothing
and slipping cars sound like a million innocent children screaming death.
and slipping cars sound like a million innocent children screaming death.
donderdag 15 september 2011
LET THE DAYS HURT YOU!
HA, HA, HA, HA, HA
LET THE DAYS HURT YOU!
HA, HA, HA, HA, HA
HA, HA, HA, HA, HA
LET THE DAYS HURT YOU!
HA, HA, HA, HA, HA
woensdag 14 september 2011
I remember blue and green
Never had we just ignored
But never had we just adored
A smile and laughter
I remember blue and green
And every one I've never seen
Before and after
But never had we just adored
A smile and laughter
I remember blue and green
And every one I've never seen
Before and after
Black mouth
Lacking teeth
Shrieking his chorus in French
Lacking teeth
Shrieking his chorus in French
zaterdag 10 september 2011
Maybe just because I do,
I hope you like the thunder too.
I saw a parachutist, did he want to die?
I saw a parachutist, did he want to die?
woensdag 7 september 2011
UNTRUE
End all
And everything
If something, never
Maybe or some
Just: untrue
Who am I fooling?
I just like the things that should not be.
And everything
If something, never
Maybe or some
Just: untrue
Who am I fooling?
I just like the things that should not be.
zondag 4 september 2011
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