"☆♥♥♥♥Voulez-vous coucher avec moi, ce soir Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ♥♥♥♥♥☆ I was raised right - I talk about people behind their backs.ಌ!"
I like any reaction I can get with my music. Just anything to get people to think. I mean if you can get a whole room full of drunk, stoned people to actually wake up and think, you're doing something. I like people who shake other people up and make them feel uncomfortable. I think in art, but especially in films, people are trying to confirm their own existences.
Posted 3 weeks agoEach generation wants new symbols, new people, new names. They want to divorce themselves from their predecessors.
Posted 3 weeks agoWow, I’m sick of doubt Live in the light of certain South Cruel bindings. The servants have the power Dog-men and their mean women Pulling poor blankets over Our sailors I’m sick of dour faces Staring at me from the tv Tower, I want roses in My garden bower; dig? Royal babies, rubies Must now replace aborted Strangers in the mud These mutants, blood-meal For the plant that’s plowed. They are waiting to take us into The severed garden Do you know how pale and wanton thrillful Comes death on a strange hour Unannounced, unplanned for Like a scaring over-friendly guest you’ve Brought to bed Death makes angels of us all And gives us wings Where we had shoulders Smooth as raven’s Claws No more money, no more fancy dress This other kingdom seems by far the best Until it’s other jaw reveals incest And loose obedience to a vegetable law. I will not go Prefer a feast of friends To the giant family.
Posted 3 weeks ago♫♥
People fear death even more than pain. It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend.
Death makes angels of us all and gives us wings where we had shoulders smooth as ravens claws.
Sex is full of lies. The body tries to tell the truth. But, it's usually too battered with rules to be heard, and bound with pretenses so it can hardly move. We cripple ourselves with lies.
Expose yourself to your deepest fear; after that, fear has no power, and the fear of freedom shrinks and vanishes. You are free.
Lizzie Borden took an axe And gave her mother forty whacks. And when she saw what she had done, She gave her father forty-one.
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lol nope .. hey what do u put on ur post on ur page?
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