The sad thing about Tumblr is you can find and meet a lot of your potential best friends and soul-mates here and it’s sad because it’s just sad and you know it’s sad because it really is.
“Killing is killing, whether done for duty, profit or fun.” - Richard Ramirez
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The person who stole your vid and made it to a .gif and claimed it as his isn’t writeinspace at all. He’s glxs now.
Hiding, hiding, hiding.
WOW. NOW HE’S HIDING, HUH.
One song,
one man,
you are choral,
gregarious,
at the least,
you must be shared.
Cigarettes and tea.
DENNIS YOU’VE GOT A POSER RIGHT HERE!!!!11!!!1!!! Claiming to be you (what is this kid even thinking!)
kind of sort of. yeah. my life.
Patrick Bateman.
Let me tell you about this guy right here.
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You spill a universe of gold,
a yellow goblet of miracles,
a fragrant nipple of the earth’s breast.
You touch the girl in the dark with the soft lips and sapless body and she whispers to your soul, “I love you.”
But you are too busy pushing hard and giving it to her to hear the soft words escaping her mouth.
It’s alright, though. She didn’t really mean what she said. It was only the force, the energy. It was only the rhythm, the heat.
fuckwankbuggershittingarsehole:
The thing is… I knew her. I knew her that’s why she left me and I left her. I finally got inside the real world she’s living in so she decided to shut down anything and everything that connected us and just walked away.
She decided to walk and it eventually…
goddamn !