

The Wieght of the WorldsOh please, it's so heavy. I can't take this wieght. I just want to not be alone anymore. But it's so heavy, so dark, and so cold. I wish it was over. But it's real, and makebelieve and the stars are crashing. I can't see my heart from across the street, but I can still feel it bleeding. Catch me smile one last time before you run me through. The eyes of the lion still see through you. Seeking vengance for the torment of ripping out his heart. Don't think its all the same. But it is all the same. Every time. And it will never change. I still cry every time I see her eyes. Please save me. Torch the sky with the softest caress, the sweet releaseThe Wieght of the Worlds


The Story of B?I'm here in the big city. Never thought I'd learn to loathe people more then I already have, but alas.. I was wrong. The very air reeks with the overpopulation and decay of humanity. Magnify the mediocrity 10,000 fold. My aunt and uncle have 8 children, lets all contribute [to the problem]. Breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed, breed; fuck and die. I'm fucking mad as hell, but it doesn't matter, because I'm locked inside her heart-shaped box and that's all I see. I don't even care anymore. What have they ever done for me? When did my fears, sorrows and joys ever mean a damn toThe Story of B?
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"We were made to fight and fuck and talk and fight again."
--Pzycho
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