She needs someone to love her better,
Like the other couples do,
To always forgive her,
save or die with her,
like the realcouples do.
She's so pale as fck,
shes was build for all abuse
and he use her like a toy
and she stills  love him so much.
shes was paint in acid bath
and her colours make guys die
and she have secrests that he dont know ...
She needs someone to love her better,
Like the other couples do,
To always forgive her,
save or die with her,
like the realcouples do.
he threw her ...
of buildings,plains and ceillings
and shes still love him
i dont undestand
why this love remain  
She needs someone to love her better,
Like the other couples do,
To always forgive her,
save or die with her,
like the realcouples do.
ps; hi Mr J i love u
-d.a

know

I know that there are things that I've been missing
And I
found ywhen my manic times do occur

Its so weird to know that you don't want to try to change me
Into some cookie-cutter version of a person that I should be
I don't feel that you now wonder if I'm worth all the confusion that I spread
As I paint with no regard for the numbers or the colors
In pursuit of the vision that I see going around and around ibeing normal
And I resigned myself to the facts
**** I've let myself wander
Led me to places from where I never came back
The


But I dont undestand is how you ended up in colorado after al




And to feel normal .....
..........For the first time....
                           ......At last!

When LOVE happens
Even a small gesture
can stimulate
A LOVE quiver

When you feel that
In your senses
You can meditate on
That LOVE for years
Together...

Every moment after
You are in LOVE
Rejuvenates you

You'll discover
Exceptional significance
To every little thing
About your BELOVED

So minutely you'll observe
That no thesauraus or lexicon
Will match your idioms
Of Beloved's beauty

You'll undestand then
That it is possible
To live your life
Doing the same adoration
Again and again
You don't mind dying
With the thoughts
Of your Beloved

Such is the magic of LOVE..

I am sorry for ways I've treated you bad
It was myself
Not you
Making me mad

Over my rage have no control
You suffer unfairly for the darkness in my soul

I do not mean to take out my insecurity
On anyone else
It can be too much for me

Sometimes I am bothered to the point where I snap
In black and blues paint on my thighs a detailed map

So everyone sees how I got to where I am
Somewhere between point A and point B stopped giving a ****

On my flesh insanity artistically explained
Story written myself not in shades of ink
But pain

Come closer so maybe you read and undestand
My efforts did not work out as planned

I do not have what it takes to improve
Instead of striving I hardly move

Trying to make your problems less difficult than they are
Another layer to the puzzle already too hard

I do my best
Hold my tongue instead of cuss and yell
No words could convey why  being with you is hell

I do not get my irrational emotions either
I try to calm myself
You won't let me take a breather

Because you are convinced I will do my health harm
Do it for me accidentally with restraining arms

I vainly attempt to maintain my composure
You start flinching and it's all over

If you say I am crazy
Crazy is what you'll get
How you speak about me makes me upset

When I work my *** off
Be perfect and chill
Make me out to be a psychopath still

Your idea of me clearly set in stone
You only are with me because you fear being alone

I am writing my thoughts as if it will matter
You won't read between lines scattered

It is easier for you to act as if it's all in my head
I have no reason to ache and should be satisfied instead

You may be right about mental state and such
I only flip out because I care way too much

You cannot create more passion than you actually feel
Quit deceiving both of us and for once be REAL

Your love for me the only thing of which I have no doubt
It is all the other ******* I am unsure about

If I am your best friend won't you confide?
Closeness we used to share must have died

Or maybe made that part up as well
So confused at this point can no longer tell

To avoid your displeasure try to be tough
It literally kills me knowing I'll never be enough

Do not ask me why I'm sniffling from now on
There exists no right answer because each is wrong

I am the reason behind everlasting pain
It really doesn't make sense to complain

I just wish knew why you manipulate and lie
Say you just want my happiness then do things that make me cry

Be honest
I don't supply what you need
Don't expect commitment if you can't return the deed

I am losing my mind
You're slipping away
If you know what is good for you you won't bother to stay

I thought my journey through life would fill me
with a sense of accomplishment, hope.
Was i too hasty?
Am i mistaken?
Compromise that's what almost everyone insist
upon and i do not.
Are we not meant for something better?
Undestand each other?
Are we born just to argue, to fight?
So many voices each demanding something else.
It has always been hard but even harder today
to see all i believe in, all i worked for
inverted, discarded, forgotten.
I may not be perfect but i fought where others
scattered in pieces, i remained true...