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[Lady Dame]

Plastic without the bargan tape, i have had so much time to neglect myself.
My art.
my words that i have yet to take adavantage of, yet i still hold the scissors in my hands and i still bleed from my heels.
I cant wait to scream.
i fall without landing on the fragile minds of those who scatter themselves along the sidewalks.
YOu place yourself in the crown position, yet you only move backwards.
I want to see the fire in his eyes
i want to watch him burn as i pour more gasoline onto his ignited body.

You only pale to the existence of a small vocabulary, if i were more awake right now, i would destroy your every oz of worth.

Your flesh is the bags of meat and bones, the sacs of life you carry around as your eyes see through your skulls
YOu have nothing to love
you have nothing to live for
go crawl into your shallow pit of existence and pull out all your hair until you are bald and bleeding.

i care about nothing that slows my shallow mind, i only see riches. i only see popularity, i only see fame.
i will rule all and nothing.
i will sit on my porcielan thrown in the back of my trailor park and control the amount of trash i waste.,
i burrow myself into insecurities,
i watch you slither into your own self losses
you use weak excuses and trivial instances of past problems to escape.
YOU ARE FUCKING WEAK
YOU MAKE ME FUCKING SICK.
watch from your 12 story window, and think a little more harder about jumping.
I bet you would only break into 5 pieces.
maybe 6.

by:*georgeous*