●
●
●
●
●
profile
the unique one
Tu. etc etc.
Friday, April 16, 2010 [ 11:37 PM ]
i spoke to the devil before i slept"dear brother,
why are we alike?
evil runs thick in our blood.
the incapacity to feel humanely.
the death of good with our presence.
why is that so?"
he looks at me with an endearing smile...
alike we are not, similar perhaps
you have the capacity to love?
a flighty emotion that whizzes around you like an intoxicating scent
enchanting
alluring
hypnotizing
love,
the very essence of my cynicism
a cruel game i play with the devil occasionally
the push and pull of euphoria and pain
self-torture?
torment?
masochism?
a part of being human.
an irresistible beauty.
my thoughts are the devil's words
droning in my mind
like a voice of insanity
he is there no more
i felt her breath on my nape
i held her hand and fell silently to sleep
chatterbox
hesaid,shesaid
affliates
teleporter
link
link
link
link
link
link
link
link
link
link
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
June 2009
August 2009
October 2009
March 2010
April 2010
May 2010
June 2010
July 2010
August 2010
September 2010
October 2010
February 2011
link
link
link
link
link
link
link
link
link
link
memories
past tenses
January 2007
February 2007
March 2007
April 2007
May 2007
June 2007
July 2007
August 2007
September 2007
October 2007
November 2007
December 2007
January 2008
February 2008
March 2008
April 2008
May 2008
June 2008
July 2008
August 2008
September 2008
October 2008
November 2008
December 2008
January 2009
February 2009
March 2009
April 2009
June 2009
August 2009
October 2009
March 2010
April 2010
May 2010
June 2010
July 2010
August 2010
September 2010
October 2010
February 2011