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Should I?And so we’ve come to this point, Of where the lines once painted have smeared and blurred, To incoherent measures of mistrust, Does your guilt feel as bad as my pain of knowing what you’ve done? How much does it hurt? Can you convince me so? Should I?Should I?
Paranoia, I adjust as it eats away, Only when I am with you am I okay, Only when your eyes are linked with mine, And my thoughts are adrift, Can I stare into the oblivion that your body and mind has made, But it’s when I leave, you fade, And now that’s all changed.
You do not trust me because
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Lost But FineLost But FineLost But Fine
Ha, to leave is to move forward, Walking off the beach and into the sea, Looking back is not a concept associated with me, But moving forward is not looking back, My presence you want to see? I don’t think so - fuck that. The steady ocean breeze never stops, never halts for pleasantries of the past, I’ll waltz onto any foreign land, Helmet on, sword in hand, Without a doubt I’ll be nostalgic for a few minutes or so, But as I muse more, eyes fixed on this unstable outdoor crystallized floor, All those long lost memories will become hearsay and folklore, &nbs
by ~pathos
VictimizedVictimizedVictimized
You always tell me that I don’t even care, Well, you’re absolutely right – because I don’t have any time to spare, At least not for someone as meaningless and bare, You thought I said we made a pair – I meant I needed some air.
Perhaps you don’t understand, Maybe you forgot to ask, But it was only a game – sorry you got canned, Shame you decided to take a conniver’s hand.
You invited me to your home, Eww…the thought of that made the mouth foam, I don’t want a relationship – leave me alone, Get up off the couch – you resemble what your perso
by ~pathos
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Maybe I'm Just ScaredSorry, I had to delete this deviation due to personal reasons.Maybe I'm Just Scared
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Icarus's Wishby `alyn
No title His limp little body, draped across my knee. His icy face, pale. I looked down at him, my face laced with a sick, twisted smile. I held his tiny hand in my palm, and played gently with each one of his fingers. I gripped tighter, closing my hand slowly around his, until I felt the pathetic crack of each one of his little, stone-cold fingers. I shut my eyes, and remembered. Reliving it. I felt the power, the pleasure, run through me once more. I remembered how small his arms had felt as I grasped them tight against his sides. How vulnerable he looked; his eyes wide wiNo title
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- Current Residence: Pittsburgh, PA
- Favourite movie: Requiem For A Dream
- Favourite genre of music: Electronica, Alternative, Rap
- Favourite artist: Emily
- Favourite style of art: 3d Abstract
- Favourite game: KOTOR
- Favourite gaming platform: PC
- Personal Quote: I don't give a fuck.
- Tools of the Trade: 3d Studio Max 4.2, Photoshop CS, Pen and Paper
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{Pathos - D.I.V.I.Z.I.O.N 2005 }
Your Work here is really cool
I'm gonna add you to my watch!!
heheh i love u'r ID
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Is it possible to have a kissing fetish?
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This is food for thought, you do the dishes.
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This is food for thought, you do the dishes.
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Sex is like math: Add the bed, subtract the clothes, divide the legs, and pray to god you don't multiply.
We come to love not by finding a perfect person, but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly
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