This is what we've waited for

If you want me

Satisfy me

If you want me

Satisfy me

You're moving too fast for me

I can't keep up with you

Maybe if you slowed down for me

I could see you're telling 

lies lies lies

Breaking us down with your 

lies lies lies

When will you learn?

Palaaka!

Once upon a time there was an ugly man. He lived in the Jungle.

He was half man half monster. He ate green gorillas. When he was 3 he was very nice. Then when he was 12 he turned into a monster! His name is the purple graveyard monster.

His planet was called oookkyy. He has a space ship. It can go 8,000,000 miles a day. On thursday 1980 he went to earth that very day.

Then he saw another planet. It was called earth.

Then he landed in the Mississippi river.

Then the monster saw something. It was captan America!

Captan America fainted. He was hypnotized. Then he got unhypnotized. For that he shot a laser at him. Captan America took his shield out

and Palaaka! It reflected back to the monster!

Unoriginal, beautiful.

I'm a high school lover, and you're my favorite flavor

Love is all, all my soul

You're my playground love

Yet my hands are shaking

I feel my body remains, themes no matter, I'm on fire

On the playground, love.

You're the piece of gold that flashes on my soul

Extra time, on the ground.

You're my playground love.

Anytime, anyway,

you're my playground love.

Henna

Make a dress 

Make sure you fit in it well

Buy your place

Find your way into hell

Sunday evening.

I'll never be your friend

I'll always be what you can't have

So let's just walk away

So I don't get too sad

You know just where it hurts

You've used that kryptonite 

Even if we were both wrong

It dosen't make this right

Nothing hurts worse than the

one you love the most saying

they don't want to be friends

Nothing hurts worse than hearing

the sadness of the person on 

the other end

Another show night.

the moment has passed and the feeling still lasts in your pantry

we're serving up the special like last time

feeling pure bliss from one lasting kiss in the sky way

heaving in bugging out for what we do

the chateau is small and plain and bald and my apologies

our histories are intertwined

for what we've said is in the past and

what we felt, it still lasts

for I'd never forget those lovely eyes of yours

Show tonight.

There's a king on a throne with his eyes torn out

There's a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt

There's a rich man sleeping on a golden bed

There's a skeleton choking on a crust of bread

you must live to die, you must love to live.

beautiful is a hard word to say cause

this day and age it's overly played

but you put it so nicely because 

you were thrilled

Incredibly short posts are due to incredibly short days and incredibly short tempers.

I've got sunshine on a cloudy day.

 They walk in with their little gold plated aluminum goblets and stitched robes, preaching the word of god through their life experiences. "What does the lord want you to pray for today ma'am?" "Why do we pray ma'am?" "I'm on time... five minutes late!"

This sickens me.

This man with false colored hair and so many layers of tranditional garb gets paid to stand at the front of the room of the dying and the deceased, praying for forgiveness and more time on this little earth that is just one ball of death and decay. A constant slope downwards.

Pessimistic? Maybe, probably.

Maybe I can't help it. People chose the emotions they wear and I'm quite comfortable in my shell of doom thank you very much.

"Have mercy on us all."

Jesus fucking Christ. I suppose this gives them comfort. Comfort in the fact that they are dying and can't do anything about it. They had their time and if they don't think they spent it well then there's nothing they can do about it. These breathing corpses had life in them once. Some of them still have that lingering scent of life and vivacity. One day we all will turn into these. I hope I never get to that point though. I think I'd much rather be remembered as a young person who had her whole life ahead of her than the great grandmother that no one wants to go visit anymore.

Ramble

Once my skin peels away and my shade starts to fade,

I won't let you try anymore.

Once the door hits your back and your laugh hits my track,

I won't want anymore.

Once the dog starts to whine, once you feel that it's time,

I won't be here anymore.

Once you've noticed your sin and you've taken it in,

I will be gone.

I was your light and it wasn't right

to feel for you.

I wanted more and you weren't sure

if this was true.

You wanted me but you couldn't see

that it was real.

You hid from the world for a little girl

who helped you feel.

Once I've turned old and the records been sold,

You'll have gone away.

Once you forget that we were a fit,

You wont know what to say.

Once I have cried and you've done your sigh,

You'll scratch and moan.

Once you have seen that crumbled up dream,

You'll cry.

Hold me.

Thrill me.

Kiss me.

Kill me.

You're the piece of gold that flashes on my soul.