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I'm doneQuit playing games! You shouldn’t be worth all these scars. I dig into my skin trying to forget your name. Fuck you! You’ve done nothing but use me. I’m done with this. I’ll be the one who pushes you away. But when I look down the scars remind me of your name. Someone save me! I’m tired of all this hurt. Tired of crying because I know you want me too. I’m the one that’s supposed to push you away! I’m the one that knows true pain when all you’ve experienced was happiness. Why do you do this to me? I’ll give youI'm done
by ~RecklessDevine
PretendPretending to be happy doesn’t make you happy. Saying you ‘want’ something isn’t the same as ‘needing’ it. Pretending you need to be alone doesn’t keep you on track. It’s a weakness. You told me you’d take chances. As soon as things get rough you push me away. What is it that you need? Tell me, please. I want to fix this. I still want to be someone you can rely on. Don’t pretend you hate me. It won’t help me stay away. Don’t pretend the lies are the truths. Tell me everything, even if it hurts. YouPretend
by ~RecklessDevine
.....Here I am pretending I care what you think. I’ve never met you,. I know nothing about you. Yet, everyone who “believes” seems to think you’re ALWAYS there. Go fuck yourself. Don’t pretend you know me. You didn’t create me. I don’t even acknowledge your existence. I want nothing to do with you or your “people”. Yet, here I am writing this, hoping you’ll hear me. Even when I know there is nothing there….....
by ~RecklessDevine
Not youSometimes it’s you I see. Light casting over darkened eyes. Everything so distant, but only for a moment it all comes together. Sinful minds think alike. Not when it’s as far gone as my own. The words you speak are so real, but the tone sounds so shaky. I can’t have anything I deserve. Everything that deserves me is just too much to handle. Did I do something wrong to end up in a place like this? If so, I take back every want. Push away the burden of this destiny. I fall weak on knees so worn. Pray for fake gestures, wishing they were as real as my own. &nbNot you
by ~RecklessDevine
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- Current Residence: Crescent City, CA
- Interests: Drawing, writing, cooking, etc.
- Favourite movie: Edward Scissorhands
- Favourite band or musician: Escape the Fate, I Am Ghost, The Ramones, Social Distortion, etc.
- Favourite genre of music: Punk, ska, rock, "emo" as my friends would say...
- Favourite artist: My brother.
- Favourite poet or writer: David Klass... He kicks butt!
- Operating System: Windows XP
- Shell of choice: My own, I've lived in it for years and I know how it works!
- Wallpaper of choice: Self doubt
- Skin of choice: Soft
- Favourite game: Old school nintendo.. Anything that can play in it. :)
- Personal Quote: The object of art is not to reproduce reality, but to create a reality of the same intensity
- Tools of the Trade: My chef knife
- Email: werebad_1@hotmail.com
- AIM: Bye666
- MSN: werebad_1@hotmail.com
- Yahoo: werebad_1@yahoo.com
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