oh dear oh my.please leave me hear to crash into
the hospital bed where i will lay
finally asleep.
happy happy.
irony is cold blooded.
o lord how i expel the rants
teenage sinners crying softly
feeling unsatisfying pain
go ahead and plea for you
to disappear
so will i
and our generation will shake our heads
each other ashamed
our lack of thrill
our pathetic means
to be us. but to be one
one one one
all alone without others
all the same
how dull
how sad
how happy
to be normal
normal kills us all
but only in theory
theory is the only place normal belongs
will all the rants of teenage sorrow
sorrow. no whining
the whining of a generation
all at the fingers
what poor poor sorrow.
Devious Comments
D:
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In ancient times people weren't simply male or female, but one of three types : male/male, male/female or female/female. In other words, each person was made out of the components of two people. Everyone was happy with this arrangment and never re
If you know what I mean.
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They're only fighting because it's an excuse to touch! >3
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