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i hear your heart beating under the floorboards, the rhythm is a gospel to me.
December 30, 2025 at 11:26 AM
i hear your heart beating under the floorboards, the rhythm is a gospel to me.
maybe i carry more of my dad than i thought. maybe the small voice in my head that's always crying is just him as a boy.
December 30, 2025 at 10:52 AM
maybe i carry more of my dad than i thought. maybe the small voice in my head that's always crying is just him as a boy.
i'll be there in seven, meet you in heaven, cranberry lips, strawberry teeth.
December 30, 2025 at 10:14 AM
i'll be there in seven, meet you in heaven, cranberry lips, strawberry teeth.
bloody hands, so sticky sweet, with the long, icy cold finger of death, and the whisper sweet as baby's breath.
December 30, 2025 at 9:40 AM
bloody hands, so sticky sweet, with the long, icy cold finger of death, and the whisper sweet as baby's breath.
hurt and grieve, but don't suffer alone; engage with the pain as a motive.
December 30, 2025 at 9:01 AM
hurt and grieve, but don't suffer alone; engage with the pain as a motive.
don't make me hate you. loving you is hard enough.
December 30, 2025 at 8:25 AM
don't make me hate you. loving you is hard enough.
i confess to thinkin' sex was my salvation, when really they just start with the letter s. you'll forgive me for thinking heaven was your bedroom. it's as close as i'll ever get.
December 30, 2025 at 7:51 AM
i confess to thinkin' sex was my salvation, when really they just start with the letter s. you'll forgive me for thinking heaven was your bedroom. it's as close as i'll ever get.
dead from the neck up, but living just enough to beg you, "pretty boy, please let me die."
December 30, 2025 at 7:12 AM
dead from the neck up, but living just enough to beg you, "pretty boy, please let me die."
born of no family, born of no creed // raised by a jackal, raised a bad seed.
December 30, 2025 at 6:38 AM
born of no family, born of no creed // raised by a jackal, raised a bad seed.
you are lost but not forgotten, oh my darling clementine.
December 30, 2025 at 6:02 AM
you are lost but not forgotten, oh my darling clementine.
let me be your freakshow, i could be your favorite monster.
December 30, 2025 at 5:26 AM
let me be your freakshow, i could be your favorite monster.
light is on the way, we'll be having a fun time, it's such a lovely day, we should pocket the sunshine!
December 30, 2025 at 4:53 AM
light is on the way, we'll be having a fun time, it's such a lovely day, we should pocket the sunshine!
boycott love, detox just to retox.
December 30, 2025 at 4:17 AM
boycott love, detox just to retox.
you accepted your father's half assed efforts to love you. you'd go on to accept men and their half assed efforts to love you.
December 30, 2025 at 3:41 AM
you accepted your father's half assed efforts to love you. you'd go on to accept men and their half assed efforts to love you.
the wasted years, the wasted youth, the pretty lies, the ugly truth.
December 30, 2025 at 3:06 AM
the wasted years, the wasted youth, the pretty lies, the ugly truth.
light is on the way, we'll be having a fun time, it's such a lovely day, we should pocket the sunshine!
December 30, 2025 at 2:33 AM
light is on the way, we'll be having a fun time, it's such a lovely day, we should pocket the sunshine!
something in the way you're looking through my eyes, don't know if i'm gonna make it out alive.
December 30, 2025 at 2:03 AM
something in the way you're looking through my eyes, don't know if i'm gonna make it out alive.
took a lot of pills in my car, now i can't sleep, thinkin' 'bout ways that you'll never love me.
December 30, 2025 at 1:27 AM
took a lot of pills in my car, now i can't sleep, thinkin' 'bout ways that you'll never love me.
i'll be your number one with a bullet, a loaded god complex, cock it and pull it.
December 30, 2025 at 12:50 AM
i'll be your number one with a bullet, a loaded god complex, cock it and pull it.
what's the point in surviving here if we have to kill everything that makes it so wonderful?
December 30, 2025 at 12:18 AM
what's the point in surviving here if we have to kill everything that makes it so wonderful?
the only thing that's meant to be is gravity, and what comes up must go down.
December 29, 2025 at 11:41 PM
the only thing that's meant to be is gravity, and what comes up must go down.
are you picturing my insides outside me?
December 29, 2025 at 11:04 PM
are you picturing my insides outside me?
i hear your heart beating under the floorboards, the rhythm is a gospel to me.
December 29, 2025 at 10:27 PM
i hear your heart beating under the floorboards, the rhythm is a gospel to me.
you made me feel like nothing! you were afraid? good for you. all i ever wanted was for you to SEE ME!
December 29, 2025 at 9:49 PM
you made me feel like nothing! you were afraid? good for you. all i ever wanted was for you to SEE ME!
in poison places, we are anti-venom.
December 29, 2025 at 9:14 PM
in poison places, we are anti-venom.