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the ode to myself, not in arrogance, but in shame, grief, regret, and hate.
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What is it exactly that hits me? What is it? Is it, is it love, or jealousy, or greed, or hope, or hate? What is it that grasps me to do things withou..
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well, the realization that i couldn't overpower anyone, or rather, destroy anyone i wished, hits me sometimes. i wish at times i had the world in my h..
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Well, I'm adding this here this morning because I read quite a bit about a certain thing, and I've heard about this before. I would know, I personally..
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Well, this section is actually a bit of history, if not an ode, to the biggest role model i've ever had. Now, most kids of my time had been into baske..
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Four decades ago today the first man walked on the moon. Forty years ago, the Americans did what the Soviets had not. Fifty years of rivalry, fifty ye..
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I think sometimes that things are bigger than they are. Sometimes I think the slightest thing is just a life or death situation. I wake up, high as f..
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Pain, thumping in my chest when I fear loss. When I fear heartbreak. Whenever I know my mind will punish me for my ambitions into love, i can't prepar..
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Well.. what am I to say here? I am a major f**k up. I'm an idiot. I'm a stupid f*****g a*****e thats too selfish to realize anything anymore. I'm a st..
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this is for all those who are treated unfairly, and just wanna f**k up the b*****s that treat others like s**t
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