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a mother's loveshe is a living-breathing corpse. she is bone dry.a mother's love
(someone make her go away please.)
how heart wrenchingly awful. how terribly fucking sad.
even perfume won't cover the smell of a rotting body.
she is sobbing for her lost children. she is searching for a way to die.
she says, "i want to look after you." but she can't even look after dead bodies.


breaking violeti'm a sucker for bone structure and black coats.breaking violet
strangers with kind eyes and soft voices.
strangers with alcohol and cars.
but i can be more.
"you can swallow x amount of blood before you get sick."
that's bullshit.
limbs are torn from bodies, and bones are
dislocated, snapped, trapped.
just fucking gone.
just when I needed you.
"you total fucking wanker."
she shakes and coughs and shakes and coughs
up blood.
"you total fucking waste of time."


Cue the pianoyour main goal in life is always "be the hero."Cue the piano
mine's just "be someone's hero,"
-- Cue the piano
and suddenly i am awake / And suddenly i am very awake/
and all too aware of how vulnerable /and naked / i am.
god. the way it sounds. the way he bloody plays. --
there's collision of cars and notes and our bodies and who knows what else?
Try not to disremember me remember.
Try not to forget. / I mean / remember?
--yeah?
there are bodies buried in cement,  


BenBen is my broken boy,Ben
and
he is beautiful.
he is nothing but warm-heartedness and love.
he has so much love.
god damn. if only you knew. if only you knew him.
if only everyone could just bloody realise.
you'd understand why i care oh so much,
and that it breaks my heart to see him sad.
but they haven't. and they won't. and it's not fucking fair,
because he would give you anything.
and you
you don't

--
Its a bit hard to love me when youre dead.
welcome
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--
Its a bit hard to love me when youre dead.
--
we are the kings and queens of promise
--
Its a bit hard to love me when youre dead.
--
سبحان الله وبحمده
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