It gives me strength to have somebody to fight for; I can never fight for myself, but, for others, I can kill. — Emilie Autumn, The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls (via tastemeimwasted)
(Source: winterkristall, via tinyskulls)
just starting off simple. trying to get back into the groove of how to use this again or what I did.
well here it goes:
I guess it;s the simple things that make poetry sound good or bad.
We try so hard to make it be the one that when within ourselves we deny our true potential.
The responsibility of poetry is to make the writer feel good and not mad.
I give up on trying to make it be “the right one” my words are my voice and they are speaking simple english.
Read my words don’t listen to them and then maybe someday I can be understood.
Five simple words now
To convey this message that
I like you very much
-to my lover twinkletoes :)
I am a flute player but deep within the fibers of my being I am really:
THE PIED PIPER MWAHAHAHA
i bet u 100% he was jacking off
NEED TO GET YOU SHIRT!!!!! but don’t fret in the fall you will be all mines :) hehehe