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Cursed Your nameCursed by ~total-affliction
it's like a curse.
And it has cursed my heart,
keeping it in it's deathly grip.
Your name
is a curse on my tongue.
Making it black and rough.
I utter it and it pains me.
Your name
is a curse on my soul.


Eerie in the Fog and Silence It's eerie in the fog and silenceEerie in the Fog and Silence by ~total-affliction
the whole world is sleeping,
or I can no longer hear the city's sounds.
The air clings across my skin
like a film muffling the world from me
or, I from the world.
Everyone has vanished, leaving lights on in their wake.
The only thing to remind me
that I was not always here alone.
it's eerie in the fog and silence
in my sleepy little town.
I hear my footsteps and I hear my breath,
but I am the only one around.
Things lurking in the fog,
watching as I go by.
Their breath is hot in the cool air,
their breath adding weight to the mist.
It is so soft, the feel of the world,
all sharp edges are b


heartbreak and disappointment one of the worst things to come out of something is disappointment. i've had my fair share of disappointment in my short life. a lot of heartbreak, and i'm not talking about being fifteen and having my first boyfriend break up with me kind of heartbreak, i mean it in a true and overpowering, life shattering way.heartbreak and disappointment by ~total-affliction
i've disappointed people, and they have disappointed me.
my heart broke when i left england, i had tried to make my life there work but had failed and i gave up trying. my heart was broken when i was there because i knew i had disappointed my father, and wasn't the person he wanted me to be, the person he was expecting me to be,
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Founder of #PreciousMetal-FC
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Your Golden Smile Will Dry My Silver Tears
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There is no abstract art. You must always start with something. Afterward you can remove all traces of reality. -Pablo Picasso
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this sucks ballss
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I can ask the sun to let me sleep
Don't know what stake it holds in the hours I keep
Well I'll push it down
But these burning hands won't seem to do
All my efforts fall right through
The morning makes me think of you.
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My eight inch abe wants to talk to you.
he's in my pants.
...
Rise up in the cafeteria and stab them with your plastic forks.
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What kind of project?
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I can ask the sun to let me sleep
Don't know what stake it holds in the hours I keep
Well I'll push it down
But these burning hands won't seem to do
All my efforts fall right through
The morning makes me think of you.
I'll write who photographed it right by where I put my own name.
sound good?
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My eight inch abe wants to talk to you.
he's in my pants.
...
Rise up in the cafeteria and stab them with your plastic forks.
...
which photo are you thinking of using?
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I can ask the sun to let me sleep
Don't know what stake it holds in the hours I keep
Well I'll push it down
But these burning hands won't seem to do
All my efforts fall right through
The morning makes me think of you.
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*~* To Be HaTeD iS kNoWn*~*
I'm glad you think so. =]
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I can ask the sun to let me sleep
Don't know what stake it holds in the hours I keep
Well I'll push it down
But these burning hands won't seem to do
All my efforts fall right through
The morning makes me think of you.