#truth ache

[phlexcior-blog]

Best place to sleep... during meeting..

[hitchell-mope]

Uh. Huh.

[hitchell-mope]

Good for Maurice.

[penguinsomadagascar]

Marlene the pop super star

[fanartfulfurryboy]

Anyone else enjoyed this part so damn much?

[wildwonga]

Used To People Leaving

I'm so used to people leaving I no longer hope they stay I'm not new to being mistreated I'm handled only this way I've lost truth to crippling weakness Stranded, hopeless and betrayed I'm so used to being left alone I know what it's like to die I'm not new to seeing a messed up home A dying soul that cried till dry I lost youth in a forgetful stoned Planned flying solo, unplanned flying blind I'm not used to what I crave I know that love is a need I'm not new to being enslaved I know that love means planting seeds It cost youth but it's complete and paved The road is love, not where it leads

[wildwonga]

Watch Me Miss You

If you could see me miss you We would always be in the same place I am downloading RnB music Because it is what you like to play I am not sure what the time is Each hour is taking a day In conversations not about you I do not have much to say All plans and wishes count you Even the dreams I forget or replay The air is filthy without you I can see the world decay If you could watch me miss you You would insure we lived face-to-face

[wildwonga]

Afraid To Be Better

When I was young I was afraid to be better Though aware that I was Special Different Of higher quality I feigned indifference Dressed in pretence My cloak of equality Woven from strands of fear And the desperate need For life to be fair Forcing myself to breathe The filth and lies That polluted the air Drowning out the feelings Of goodness Pleasing the demons In Around And between us What life is now Stained and perverse Those portrayed as cleaners Strengthen the curse The power to teach us Meant to release us Is the weapon Used to make us worse Maniacal media Crippling tips and features Hourly Daily Weekly Monthly They reach us We continue to weaken What was last Is now first Their lessons deepen They are our preachers Good and evil have reversed Now I am older Embrace that I am better I cannot hide it I live inside it My shade It is my shelter Safe from the storm The betrayal The norm It is a lie to conform Only truth is freedom I am shapeless True to me Look and see Human breed You can be As good as me Hope is treasure I wrote you this letter To make you see That you are better