Taking this junkWe are the pills-as-candy kids. The screwed up, bad-line-from-a-bad-song generation. We prescribe ourselves Prozac, Zoloft, Aterol, anything. We become our own rock ‘n roll nurses, shooting up drugs into our scalps, only this time, Johnny, it’s not heroin. No side effects like that; more subtle, more addictive, more cool. We flaunt our pills. We wave them in the air like banners, like the scars on our arms, flaunting our self- mutilation. Blood pouring down our cheeks, darling, believe me I know whatTaking this junk
I hate love poemsI hate love poems. I am sick to death with, “How soft are his lips”, “The curve of her hips”, I don’t want to hear about these fallacies you build up in your head, And write in your little black book to show your friends, Pretending you’re some great poet. The world is filled with billions of topics, and yet, Nine times out of ten, Amateurs, with their books of words And rhyming dictionaries, Chose to write about an emotion, a fear of loneliness. “Her golden hair”, “His chocolate stare”, I can’t take it anymore. One at a time, you march onto stage, and sI hate love poems
To be honest, I suck at drawing. However, I'm a big fan of this site, so I figured I'd make an account.  |
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"People pray to God because they don't want Him to squash them like bugs." - Dr. Gregory House
Brigette.
Haha, you're the one who posted that comment on my picture! I took it down, along with most of my pictures >_>;
And yes; why wouldn't God want to bring all of his creations into paradise with him and the humans who loved them?
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"People pray to God because they don't want Him to squash them like bugs." - Dr. Gregory House
Thanks so much for watching!
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"...Um...Yeah...Is this thing on? Seriously, I mean the red light is on and all...What's that now? Why is it beeping at me? If I touched something I'm sorry..."
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