"Happiness"Happiness is a facade It isn't real It never was"Happiness"
Children dance in the moonlight they think they're happy but they just don't know the entire story yet
It will pester you
your whole life and keep you coming back to the knife
So called happiness
never fails to drive us to our limits
And when we reach what we want we only start wanting more
It isn't real, it isn't real
Sweetie went down to HellSweetie went down to hell Yeah, Sweetie went down to hell Now sweetie ain't sweet no more No, sweetie ain't sweet no moreSweetie went down to Hell
Sweetie, she saw the truth Sweetie saw all the lies Now Sweetie ain't sweet no more No, Sweetie ain't sweet no more
Sweetie saw the world burn Yeah, Sweetie saw her loved ones die Now Sweetie ain't sweet no more No, Sweetie ain't sweet no more
Sweetie is a nutjob, yeah A crackhead that no one believes Now Sweetie ain't sweet no more No, Sweetie ain't sweet no more
Sweetie went down to hell And s
Dead to MeI wanna tear that gorgeous hair from your head and burn it in the fires of hell I wanna stab your chest until you are dead so your heart is as broken as mineDead to Me
Chorus: Screw you! Screw you! I've moved on to someone better.
Took me a year and a half to get over you, with your big blue eyes and sense of style. And while I
BlackoutI turn the faucet to the right, the hot liquid stops running over my shoulders. I reach for a towel to cover up and dry. I step out of the shower feeling woozy. My head spins, I try to stabilize and I sit down on the soft rug next to the toilet. I feel like I'm on tea cup rides going warp speed. The room won't stop spinning, I'm queasy. I lean over the toilet anticipating the inevitable and...*worf*. I stare at the green brown liquid in the toilet, disgusted. I close the toliet lid and somehow manage to sit upon it. The roBlackout
TuesdayI’ve always wanted to die.Tuesday
Now, I mean this in a true fashion. I do not wish to harm myself or others. But, being a wretched mess does make it a bother to live. To be told constantly, “You’re going to die” does not make me want to trudge on. However, God makes me live on. He wants me to experience something, but I haven’t a clue what it is. Being forced to live in a prison, that is my home, I cannot enjoy life outside.
Since I was in the womb, I was cursed with two terminal illnesses in the heart and in the lungs. The doctors had predicted that I would not live longer than more than a m
POP QUIZ
Tense
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I'm walking to the surface,
:iconisayplz:
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In my pants.
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For realsies, babe.
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In my pants.
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Killing is so fun
makes me
feel better
Can you give
as mcuh you can
TAKE?
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Killing is so fun
makes me
feel better
Can you give
as mcuh you can
TAKE?
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