| I used to be a writing machine, but since I've grown up, got a job, and fallen in love, its kinda been put on the sidelines. This is just where I like to come and see that it is still appreciated |


Russian RouletteSlide down the shot glass. Play russian roulette with your buddies. The people who own your life, or at least say they do. Think they do. And they might, in their heads. But in yours, you have the upper hand. Every flinch, every shiver, is of your making. A signal, an order, sent on wavelengths of bulletholes. You will live, they will perish. Their fiendish lives drowning in the sunrise, blocked out by the gaze of the barrel. The ceiling alive, dancing with the fanblades, and fed from the relentless addiction below. But as it creeps its way towardsRussian Roulette


-_-_-Symbolism and synergies fight to take ahold of me. through twisted walls of atrophy, seep through convex fallacy.-_-_-
Pleasantries begin to fade on crimson tears and lies of jade. While hiding round the bend you wait, till heaven falls to seal your fate.
Gaze into the sun for hours, until your secrets are devoured, and when the skies have lost their dreams, eternity rips at the seams.
Sublimity is in your head, and monsters lurk beneath your bed. Biting at your heels at night until your soul has lost its sight.
Fields of tim
| I used to be a writing machine, but since I've grown up, got a job, and fallen in love, its kinda been put on the sidelines. This is just where I like to come and see that it is still appreciated |
hows it goin??
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Yeah, it's true. I gush. A lot.
Krousteh
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Commit your way to the Lord;
Trust in Him and He will do this:
He will make your righteousness shine like the dawn,
The justice of your cause like the noonday sun.
- Psalm 37:5-6
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