death expriences and still kic by xrampagincrowx, literature
Literature
death expriences and still kic
one day you wake up and find yourself drunk an wondering if your dead,
then you realize your not,
and you wonder what you did the night before,
you find the friends you were with and ask them what happened,
they say you were in a car accident and for some reason u lived,
you panic and wonder how was the car you were in,
they take you to it,
and you find it destroyed it looks like you went into an over sized blender and for some reason you lived,
you wonder how but you can't think right your head hurts,
two weeks pass and you still don't understand why you are alive,
you become obsessed with your second chance at life,
you finally a
death expriences and still kic by xrampagincrowx, literature
Literature
death expriences and still kic
one day you wake up and find yourself drunk an wondering if your dead,
then you realize your not,
and you wonder what you did the night before,
you find the friends you were with and ask them what happened,
they say you were in a car accident and for some reason u lived,
you panic and wonder how was the car you were in,
they take you to it,
and you find it destroyed it looks like you went into an over sized blender and for some reason you lived,
you wonder how but you can't think right your head hurts,
two weeks pass and you still don't understand why you are alive,
you become obsessed with your second chance at life,
you finally a
Diaries of a Bathroom Cutter by X-Neria-X, literature
Literature
Diaries of a Bathroom Cutter
i
Greeted by her brother throwing remarks of disgust she rushes to her bedroom to take the edge off of life; Proposing to do that with the razorblade was a bad decision from beginning to end, especially when the blood drains heavily on the tile and down the bathroom sink. 'With my little silver friend I could end this all' she thinks to herself as the clean water washes away the bright crimson. She makes her forearm bleed more and touches along the lines of pain with her fingertips, knowing what she just did was wrong, and how she 'gave up' on that crudeness awhile ago. She's back into the lifestyle of pain that she has learned to bear. Sinc
You swallow his words like candy,
Cheap lines and even sharper shards of glass.
In your palms now, their rusted red with crimson liquid,
You cry out in vain, as you loved him so much (and he knows it, too.)
The candy land memories and sugar-coated contusions.
Your head in the peppermint forest;
And your body coated like fudge,
Thick and sloppy pudding all around.
Your touch is of charcoal,
Dark and domineering .
You're beautiful baby,
With the toxic kisses
And poisonous lips.
Your words are more poisonous
Than you could ever imagine.
~
But see, I don't know what I want from you,
Or what you desire of me.
I won't let you u
im puerto rican ,Irish , Italian and Native q.i was really into wrestling but i also love to write and take pictures
Current Residence: slatington Favourite genre of music: heavy and hard core also techno Favourite style of art: abstract MP3 player of choice: ipod Favourite cartoon character: kyoshiro
Finally free from the burdens of my past
No longer am I shackled to the walls
No longer thinking of the past
But if it should caught up to me
I won't care because it's who I am
I'm the man that loves his family
I'm the man that fights for what he wants
Never will I ever let anyone tell me I can't do it
I love my family
i dont like the way i was in new york. i was a very bad guy i would mess with people just for my entertainment.i would fight anyone that i didn't like. i would make even the people i cared about hate me and want me dead. so once i got to pa i decided to change my ways an be a better person and i have now i only fight to protect people i try not to hurt peoples feelings