Friday, February 17, 2012

Hopefully I trully am the keeper

I hope that past luggage is emptied out,I really do hope that I am the keeper to her heart simply because I do not want to be the fool who is trying to possess the heart of a lady whom who's heart has already been taken by another man. With that said,I hope that she sow the fullest kind of passion in every single way as I do for her,where I would remain with endless forms of poetry and love. Where every single moment because a million little things at once. I just want to truly be love and admired,for I do everything for her and only her <3

Death will take us to another star

FUCK...

I am hitting an all time low,I want to fucking cry at this point thinking of how everything is hitting me at once,I cope with so much that I should have known that this would happen,suicidal thoughts hit me again as I try to avoid tearing up. I am not me anymore and that is what kills me. I am never a part of anything around,I am always the one who has to tag with everyone,I can never have my own thing. People who realize how fucked up I am eventually leave,they all left exactly. I should have gotten used to solitary confinement from the start.....

Morte'

My obsession with death is slowly growing more and more each day as I study the anatomy of animals and their skeletal forms. It is all so beautiful,so natural,so breath taking how Death can keep the bravest in fear,yet the most humble in deep gratitude,for only death can make life worth so much more then it actually is

Tuesday, February 14, 2012