Is it because you don't understand the way I write?
Is it because I don't convey emotion when I type?
With every text I send, it seems I learned less and less
of the good ol' English language.
God, we're such an awful mess.
Myspace died in the Facebook wars;
I photoshop'd your boyfriend's p33n on a tyrannosaurus
.gifs of the Twin Towers crumbling down
fused with nyan-cat.
It's just disappointing now,
the level at which our youth has stooped.
Saying things like, "your mom", "epic fail" and "doof".
14 year-olds are having sex,
5th graders use profanity.
'Cause to these kids publicity seems to be their everything.
You came from an average, broken suburban home.
Talking on your mobile phone, you dream of your own mTV show.
But little did you know, cyber bullying's quite a crime.
Now with a little girls blood on your hands, you'll learn what doing time
really meant from watching shows like "Scared Straight".
What happened to spreading love?
Calm down and mast3rb8.
Lord knows you'll be saving your mom the money
from paying for you now ex-girlfriends's abortion.
I think it's kinda funny.
Take it or leave it from a student of the info age.
No one can hear you from inside your electronic cage.
Monday, September 19, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
Exes + "ooh"s
Get into me, turn back time
Let me believe that you're still mine
I watched my walls come down fast
like your teeth on my neck
Despite connection, I'm sore all over
and over again
I don't mind the teasing,
but pleasing me seems low
on your list
I couldn't blame you, but it's a shame,
isn't it?
We were good together, at least
I've been lead to believe it
Your feelings were a blessing
'cause I thought I'd found my match
Someone to listen to my preaching,
someone that'd sprint
to catch a glimpse of how hard I was falling down
Down like your teeth
on my neck
Let me believe that you're still mine
I watched my walls come down fast
like your teeth on my neck
Despite connection, I'm sore all over
and over again
I don't mind the teasing,
but pleasing me seems low
on your list
I couldn't blame you, but it's a shame,
isn't it?
We were good together, at least
I've been lead to believe it
Your feelings were a blessing
'cause I thought I'd found my match
Someone to listen to my preaching,
someone that'd sprint
to catch a glimpse of how hard I was falling down
Down like your teeth
on my neck
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Mayhem, get down from there.
...
I mean it. Get down now.
And what if I don't?
You know damn well.
Tell me again.
If it'll get you down...
Chaos padded lightly toward the window.You know I need you... And you know it isn't your time.
What're you? Father time? I'll die when I want to.
Mayhem's tail twitched slightly with aggravation.
Rational thinking was never your forte, huh?
Why do I have to suffer?
Trust me. You don't know Suffering yet.
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