

How many waysHow many days How many waysHow many ways
I lay in bed and ask myself on some of these nights. How many days How many ways Its felt so good, Its been so bad.. Shouldn't it be easier Couldn't it be better?
I'm tired of living in the dark of being afraid of the fallout. They gotta know, I want to tell the world. If we're feeling so strong, girl It just isn't wrong.
How many days How many ways I feel so strong, girl You know I'd never do you wrong. Ask yourself, What do you really want?
You say you do,


Waiting in the darkThe darkness calls us. I have made preparations.. Could it be this night?Waiting in the dark


Showering NarrativeAnd amidst the blood-soaked stones of the chamber, the two battered combatants finally slipped down on weary legs to sit. "No," the larger one finally said, refuting the earlier claim. Those words that had finally ignited the long-awaited clash between the two. "I want only to hold her until the sun finally burns itself out." The words cascading from him in an avalanche, the weary man rose. Not to fight again, for the battle, he knew, was never really fought here. The battle had raged on for years, without a single blow raining down from either opponent. It had been her fighting all along, yet the decision had been made some yearsShowering Narrative


I want to love againI want to love again Feel my heart soar I want to live againI want to love again
Take away all my hurt Scatter my pain Show me what I have within Shine your light on my heart I know you can do it Its always been there inside me Time has passed My heart has darkened You could be the light For me
I want to love again Feel my heart soar I want to live again Breathe your life into me
Make me new Let me show you I can be true Whats done is done We've our lives to come Lets make it special For us
I want t


hopelessly waitingThey are yelling again Its a continuous thing I sit in my room with my headphones on and wonder what my life is missinghopelessly waiting
My breathing stops with every crash I hear I can\'t wait for this fight to finish I waited frozen in fear As the screams and yells diminish
I open the door to see what is damaged this time I poke my head out anxiously to see \"What the fuck are you doing?!\" He bellows As he comes straight for me.
I quickly get back in my room and try to lock the door before he comes nonetheless, I am too scared and he is too strong  


These Days01These Days are dark These Days are sad What have I done? Have I been that bad?These Days01
While everything hurts me I lay back and cry Can someone help me? God, let me die!
I grip the knife firmly terrified, as my body trembles with fear yet I am happy to know, that my death is near.
Shall I continue this? A simple yes or no. \"What is stopping me?\" I ask, as my hand lets go.
The knife hits the floor I\'m left with no other choice I must not give up like so many others have Everyone will hear my voice! &nbs
*pounce*
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I have lost the sanity to put anything witty here.
~Anthro-Fantasy-club
i luv boondock saints!!!!!!!! they kick arse!!!!!
i especially luv that old irish guy that stutters......
FUCK ASS!!!!!
well anyways nice gallery
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Why is the gatorade gone?!
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Charm is deceitful and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised.
-Proverbs 31:30
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Some guys just can't hold their arsenic.
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Why is the gatorade gone?!
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Some guys just can't hold their arsenic.
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Why is the gatorade gone?!
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