I've been writing as much as I can, but I've been uber stressed with school and applying for college.
My computer is down, but I get on whenever I can so I'll try to get some new stuff up here soon.
Stay rad and rock on my fellow deviant artists.


CryDo we even know why we cry? In times as these, we know not lies. We simply know that this is right. Suddenly, the future is bright. Yet, still, oddly, the tears do stream In consciousness and in our dreams. And as we continue longer Pointless tears keep growing stronger-- My brave facade is washed away Simply to make sure you will stay.Cry


DreamerIn the night, I so vividly dreamt I slept in your embrace and could even Feel your hair on my shoulders, as I breathed In your familiar scent and felt your heart beat.Dreamer
In the night, I so vividly dreamt My fingers traced your skin in the darkness. As I closed my eyes, I realized I could See you better without my vision.
In the night, I so vividly dreamt Of our love, so careless and perfect. Time existed, not as our enemy, But to grant us every moment together.
In the morning, I so coldly realized I was not contained by your arms and scent,


Thanks to DanteI stand in this hell And gaze into The three sets of eyes Of the demon I face.Thanks to Dante
The eternal freeze
Of the ninth circle Has been replaced with The cold cruelness Of reality.
And the gruesome dis No longer displays The souls of Judas, Brutis, and Cassius.
Instead, my satan Portrays your three Cruely fraudulent Personalities.
Melencholy Enthralls me with The images of
The one I love, The hypocrite, And the stranger


My CureGood morning, dear reflection, And yes I’m sure it’s morning, For the unsure days of whetherMy Cure
The sun was rising or setting
No longer haunt blood-hot eyes.
My bed now serves a purpose Other than just a breeding ground For my mischievous thoughts. My cure has forced them into dreams And replaced my restless hauntings Which terrorized wide-eyed nightmares.
And so, my dear reflection, I stand before you fully Conscious solely because I’ve found My reason to dream again- The cure for my insomnia.


Devil's GameWhen the lights go out And the demons come out Yes, it’s time to play The devil’s game Of hide and go scream Running from your fears Only to crash into The demons that Haunt your dreams A hidden fantasyDevil's Game
Of death and drowning Beneath all your sorrows The reason for the Vomit on your painted lips The mascara tears Cascading down your pretty face So much hidden pain Disguised from those who judge Or pretend to care The precious lie Of feigning love The demons They’re hungry tonight Feeding from my soul
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A:F6!!!! Dane Cook Rocks!!!!
Someday you'll say you knew me before I was famous.
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We think our fathers fools, so wise we grow. Our wiser sons, no doubt will think us so.
you house some great work on your page
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If you do not change the direction in which you are going, you will end up where you are headed. ~Confucius
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"Never give a sword to a man who can't dance." - Confucius
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