

slipping.sigh, oh sigh. oh look at me. what a wreck, can't you see?slipping.
i'm a mess, folks. a no-good waste. i'm slipping, baby. falling faster by the day.
i'm just a bit twisted, in each sense of the word. mind, body, soul..
but that's not all, folks.
i've lost at life. via the 10-count knockout. if i can get up, just one more time.
i know i'll win. 'cause rematches make life worth living. i know i'll win.


boy in the box.and in one swirling mass of drama and sadness, an expiration date the likes of which i'd never dreamed of occurs: you fade away into a cloudy, sunset-ridden abyss.boy in the box.
you leave me hanging from a noose of self-pity and ridicule. they poke fun at my lacking performances without you, i've become a one-man show, and it just isn't the same.
the show isn't selling, and i'm forced to take to the streets. to hide in a little box, to escape the dark, to avoid the cold. that box is my life, i'm doomed to it, confined to it.
i'll never again be the same; i'm the boy in the box. &nbs


sound.sound is: acceptance. rejection.sound.
the epitome of sound, is defined by her saying yes.
the realization that you're a failure, is brought to you by a lengthy declination.
sound is: gain. loss.
hearing those three simple words, means the world and a half.
the noise derived from your heart collapsing into a thousand pieces, may be the purest form of thievery.
sound is: her mouth. the end.
listening to her speak to her new love, it's torture, hell, heartbreak.
subjecting yourself t


PerformanceAnd with a torturous shriek and a whistling cry... The performance ends, for you and I.Performance
The curtains close; reality strikes again. We cry blood and sweat tears and dream of a life without these fears. To succeed at this show
and to honestly say that the show must go on and that is okay. ---- We long for fairy-tale romance, and idealistic surprise. Lives of smiling, lives of lying. That's what the show is all about.
Life's an act.
To perform at our best and be real at our worst We dream of a world where
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MUAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAA!!!!! I'm FREE!!!!!! yes... hehehehe....
*reappears* what is this? Food? ...
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and thank you once again for the watch.
Hope all is well.
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Have I painted you delicious, my sweet ghost?
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Have I painted you delicious, my sweet ghost?
korn sucks
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i want to be the girl with the most cake
merry christmas!
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i want to be the girl with the most cake
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