Ethan Long
This poison opens my mind,
It tears it from side to side,
a devilish seducer.
It’s penetrated.
It screams in pain, yet enjoys every instant.
How could you exclude from such sins?
The dreading of every,
sudden,
painful surprise.
This poison opens my mind,
It tears it from side to side,
a devilish seducer.
It’s penetrated.
It screams in pain, yet enjoys every instant.
How could you exclude from such sins?
The dreading of every,
sudden,
painful surprise.
I wanna write “I miss you” on a rock and throw it at your face so you know how much it hurts to miss you.
(Source: kyokyocrunch)
this was great in the way that you might be expecting more but it only climbs toward absurdity just like i feel must feel to be a hikikomori. i once watched an anime called “Welcome to the NHK” and it was about a hikikomori and i thought something was going to happen and it never did and the slow pace reminds me of this which i think was great
(Source: additionalinfinities)
This unscalable mountain is eating me up.
An invisible wall has been put up,
as if they scurried away with it’s foundation.
Little red string held my emotions together,
now it’s just being spread out so thin,
that my words get lost in the spirals of time.
I have to thank you. For saying all the things I knew, That you refused. It is all I ever asked for and I DID ask for. I do feel fucking great. Fucking. Great.
A bottle
and a whisked key.
Is all you need,
to keep
away,
the thoughts
the smiles
of the ones you can’t
forget.