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This is Money Snake. She only appears every 312 years.
If you reblog her picture within the next twenty-five seconds you will have good luck and fortune for the rest of your life.
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I'm not human. I'm animal. Less in your world than mine.
SMILE...
It’s good to know there are still people out there like me… on the loose.
I’d like.to have my perfect dream girl but, I’ll settle when I find the one that makes me forget it wasn’t her.
ingrained
... I truly am haunted. Sadly there is no exorcism for the memory.
... Or Give Me Death.
Im nobody, the faceless.
the one you forget and leave nameless.
the one who cares for the careless.
teaches fear to be fearless.
thatll pick you up and be proud of.
the one who will give it all up.
who will bare your pain for a smile.
and all the while....
Im nobody the faceless.
the one forgot, burred nameless
the one trying to find where this pain fits.
wears a mask where their face is
fast loosing their patience.
one thats tired just waiting for days end.
questions existence.
that just want to KNOW.
they made one persons day
then the pain was worth it.
but not taken away
.
lust on your lips and deception in your eyes. I follow to your tune words sung in lies.
I am the living remnant of myself.
The black
just about ready for take off. I can feel it in my breath.
The way it moves through me. shivers up my spine.
it comes on like love. getting me off like lust.
soon it will leave me. Like you in that beauty.
its the only place… I can go… that you cannot… follow
something is missing.
I looked in the mirror today. There was a stranger standing there, with familiar bone structure. I almost recognized him. He waved. He didnt say whether it was a hello or good bye. I wasnt sure. He wouldnt make eye contact, though I was looking right at him. I dont think he was from around here. He felt as though he belonged to another galaxy. There was nothing I could do. I turned… and walked away. No matter where you go, you take yourself with you. and I closed the door. and no one has heard from me since.
Bite me scratch me bruise me. leave your mark. Make me remember everything, every move we made.
do you remember all the places we talked about?
they were all just dreams.
The undead.
I live like a ghost. invisible and stuck to the corners and dim lit ways you never walk. observing without being seen or felt. as life unfolds around me, I burry the burden. this skeleton in my closet.
Life is...
I paint with my pencil graphite on paper heart on display an image, a word evoke emotion but will never mean what it did to me when it occurred. Just a reminder a place holder in time a memory as art.