Story of a NuissanceI can't describe it.Story of a Nuissance
I can only live it.
I'm selfless.
I panic.
I need to be alone but at the same time I need supervision.
Can you help me?
I wouldn't believe you if you said yes.
I've already embraced this life of dwelling on the past.
What's left now?
Do i turn back and try not to remember?
Go ahead, pad my walls with rubber.
Then maybe i can sleep tonight
or i can hace my own private party
and drink my cinnamon and copper flavoured tea.
Yes then life would be
Hour GlassHide away in your over compensation. I couldn't bear to be there now.Hour Glass
Don't let me see a future without you.
Too dark to even imagine the smallest glimmer of optimism.
Too much, too out of focus.
Filter through torn images only to find nothing.
Don't let me see, don't let me see.
You'll be without me far too long.
And even then, time won't matter.
There isn't time.
There is no life.
No life for you without me.
No time for breathing.
No time for seperate heartbeats.
No world to call your own.
There would be nothing left for me.
I fell
Abandonmentsweet lady of laughter, why have you left me?Abandonment
melted from my life like wax on a candle that just seems to disappear.
wiped away my existence as well.
like you wanted me with you but not.
the sad lady of sorrow pays regular visits now.
she says to worry, you tell me don't.
i find myself listening to her.
she's closer after all.
i see her. i feel her presence. i no longer feel laughter.
only abandonment.
and i'm the one who left.
and loneliness, why have you accompanied me?
i thought you'd g
| I'm Janice, I'm hardcore, my bestest friend ever is Jess. I want to be a tattoo artist/ photographer and I can use all the practice I can get. I want to make new friends with artists because the best people I've ever met in my life are artists. I love music and literature and I write like it's going out of style. Rain, love and heartbreak are the things that inspire me most. I'm extremely sensitive although I may appear to be a hard ass. I play bass, guitar, and a little piano. I love to write music. Anytime I'm alone, there's a pen in my hand. Swinging in the park on a spring day = love. Cuddling = life. My number one goal in my life is to save or change someone's life through my art. I'm here in hopes that it will happen. |
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Don't let us make imaginary evils, when you know we have so many real ones to encounter.
haha.
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