Devious Journal Entry
Journal Entry: Wed Nov 9, 2005, 7:08 PM
The King's Crossing is the main attraction
Dominoes falling in a chain reaction
A scraping subject, ruled by fear
He told me whiskey works better than beer
The Judge is on vinyl
Decisions are final
And nobody gets a reprieve
And every wave is tidal
If you hang around
You're going to get wet
I can't prepare for death any more than I already have
All you can do now is watch the shells
The game looks easy, that's why it sells
Frustrated fireworks inside your head
Are going to stand and deliver talk instead
The method acting that pays my bills
Keeps the fat man feeding in Beverly hills
I've got a heavy metal mouth
It hurls obscenity
And I get my check
From the trash treasury
Because I took my own insides out
It don't matter cause I have no sex life
And all I wanna do now is inject my ex-wife
I've seen it in a movie and I know what happens
It's christmas time
And the needles on the tree
A skinny santa is bringing something to me
His voice is overwhelming
His speech is slurred
And I only understand every other word
"Open your parachute and grab your gun
Fall down like an omen, a setting sun
Read the part and return at five
It's a hell of a role if you can keep it alive"
But I don't care if I fuck up
I'm going on a date
With a rich white lady
Ain't life great?
Gimme one good reason not to do it
"Because I love you"
So do it
This is the place where time reverses
Dead men talk to all the pretty nurses
Instruments shine on a silver tray
Don't let me get carried away...
Devious Comments
i see wut u did thar
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t h i s h e a r t s t i l l b e a t s f o r y o u ♥
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please comment back, I really appreciate it...
my gallery -> [link]
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Lose me.
I was wondering who the hell this is with watchers that I know personally.. DUDE!!
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passion is my home
... crazy dudette.
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"I stood,
Among them, but not of them; in a shroud
Of thoughts which were not their thoughts."
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passion is my home
boxers... now who could that be?
arrr har har
my stalkingness is limited to following quietly. who knows... i could be watching you...right...... NOW!
oh, and the toothpaste is uber-cleaning-ful!
Someone! PLEASE SEND FOR ANIMAL CONTROL!!!
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Thanks for the hug, freak.
I'll be missingful inside, too... just as long as you stop writing those weird stalker letters with the underwear inside... crazy green jello.
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"I stood,
Among them, but not of them; in a shroud
Of thoughts which were not their thoughts."
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"I stood,
Among them, but not of them; in a shroud
Of thoughts which were not their thoughts."
The Czar of Funk
is a Cheerleader
is Male
is a deviant since Mar 4, 2004, 10:51 PM
has 69 pageviews
is located in United States
gee, I dunno
lol ha ha ha I'm so weird
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Jenn / ~queenofbishies
youve lost diplomatic imunity! XP
I think your female bodies are tres sexy. Hmmm....that could be interpreted in many ways...
Changing Topics!
Yeah...lets get down to business...
If you read my other comment, you'll see that, not only am I quite possibly the *hippest* person you know (stop laughing!!!), but I am also free whenever you'd like.
My services are free for your delight and satisfaction. Disco!
And I'll be learning all the ways of your sexy female bodies as well. (I really wish I could word these more appropriately...)
But we'll be having fun and learn new things while we're at it, so all's well.
See ya tomorrow...
yo *pokes* when do i get my art lesson? i wanna be able to draw sexy male bodies too! *pout*
and i will teach you how to draw uber-weird-and-not-sexy-females. fair trade?
...but then...i put my CD in the wrong slot so now it's doing something weird to my CD player. and it's...stuck there. so i have no way of getting it back. *cries*
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember
Everything
What have I become,
My sweetest friend?
Everyone I know
Goes away
In the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
I wear this crown of shit
Upon my liar's chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here
What have I become
My sweetest friend?
Everyone I know
Goes away
In the end
You could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt
If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way
- Nine Inch Nails - Hurt -
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You're goin home in a fucken Ambulance
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