

Bookstore on Downtown StreetsGirl dressed in black, Your smile reveals how colourful you are. Girl dressed in rainbows, though you're mostly you, Your smile cries blue.Bookstore on Downtown Streets


Crack AddictCan't sleep, It's you and endless sheep That keep me from dreaming. Never seeming like you care, Now screaming, Raging, Silently. Despair.Crack Addict
Hush, hush your footfalls, Crawl, although urged to stomp. You're not allowed to be hurt on Happy Avenue, So find an alley.
Sobriety is hard to uphold, When past-lives scream that you were bold And addicted To heroin or cocaine- Evicted from that life, and now you're sane, Though the cravings are ingrained.
Somehow I know it's tough to die, It's tougher still to be alive.


Believe MeI don't believe in cedar trees, I don't believe in bats. I don't believe in politicians, I don't believe in that Society where the dying bleed, A society of spoken chat. Honestly, I don't believe In a society of fact.Believe Me
I believe in unicorns, I believe in blatant lies. I believe in man-eating fleas, I believe that no one dies. Even if I don't make sense, Well, I never did want money. I don't care if you think it's dumb, At least I think it's funny.


ArachnophobeCrumbling down, Like a town made of spiderwebs, It flows and ebbs, In the wind.Arachnophobe
Let me go, Let me go.
Let me follow wish-weeds That are blown by child dreams.
Let me go, Let me go, In the wind.
Safety-pinned to this heart-breaking world, Safety-pinned though unsafe thoughts have swirled, No one knows.
Let me go, Let me go.
It all goes.
| 17. Short. Blue-eyed. Don't like picking up the phone. Wish I had more free txts per month. Don't like being conventional. Smarticle particle. Wizard is my favourite adjective. I like the word heroine. I like my jeans with the ripped up bottoms, thank you very much. Love: freedom, beauty, truth and love. Cats, dogs, art (because it means expression), bargains, hyenas, life (because it means that someone loves you), nature, peace signs, music, song, rollercoasters, toasters, bridges, beaches, poetry and prose. Hate: hate. |
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Love Peace And Weed.
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Screw rose coloured, I want my prescription glasses.
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Screw rose coloured, I want my prescription glasses.
Or, are they all spam telling you you've won the lotery in Portugal? Because if they are you haven't. Don't fall for it, Kai.
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Screw rose coloured, I want my prescription glasses.
(Lol they all say "[your name] a identifie toi dans un photo" or something like that. I use Facebook in french...)
[I HID THE OTHER COMMENT CAUSE I USED YOUR NAME OOPS.]
(Lol they all say "Kara Anderson a identifie toi dans un photo" or something like that. I use Facebook in french...)
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Now you're all gone, got your makeup on, and you're not coming back.
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