that is all.


So Lay Your Head On Meyou're a whirlwind of color, love- fast and bright and confusing; blue and brown, red, gray, pink, whiteSo Lay Your Head On Me
i can't keep up- not with you.
i never could.
you dance in and out of my life, ephemeral, moving like oh, love, like fireflies- snatching up my weary gaze with a sudden streak of beautiful light before fading back and leaving me again to my dark.
now, i understand entirely too well- even if i could catch you, hold the lovely glowing warmth of your darling soul in my own useless, disobedient hands, i would
eventually have to let you g


Seven Deadlycan't deny Asmodeus, that wicked, wicked boy, when he comes to play- all slick and tauntingly cruel;Seven Deadly
heat and irresistible want- you could fight him, if it mattered that much to you, but, oh, love, why
would you ever want to?
that slow, creeping dark pulls my mouth back into a grin as he fills my eyes; pay attention next time, if you can bear to be bothered,
and maybe youll see him. watching you, power curling out to reach you, pull you
down, down- waiting in unbearable anticipation for the
exact moment when you give in.
(hes my favorite, o


Too Late For Warningswhite fences jutting out from the once pristine earth, the pointed teeth of suburbia, watch out-Too Late For Warnings
that behemoth's going to gobble you up, little girl
you better keep running,
don't you ever turn back, turn away, darling.
yeah, keep away-
keep away from here. those white men in black suits
(copies of copies of copies of each other) will catch you up, file down your soul
beat you, break you, rape you, until you'd change, oh, change anything to
make them stop (just
make them stop)
such foul, such repu


Ghostdig dig it deeper past the thick, black brambles you hide behind- thorns so sharp and dangerous, like theGhost
twisting lies you tell to stay safe.
and i know the layers and layers and layers i see day-to-day aren't you, don't belong to you- you're much better than you let on
and so, so much worse.
trying to find those spare remnants
of that lovely thing, that heart of yours that was swallowed up by the Wicker King.
i will, i promise, i'll follow their scent, find them all, and
force them back together- forge for you


Unsaid - Twotwo. You are a cocoon that I want to hold in my palm.Unsaid - Two
You are some days like a dandelion sun, a star, a bright thing. You are some days like an indigo cloud, disappointment, a jewel lost forever. You think yourself an ugly caterpillar you are crawling, crawling while we cant help but run and I cant imagine how heartbreaking that must be. One day, there will be butterfly wings from your back and you will be so much better than all of us.
You bleed. Gods, I know how you bleed. Sometimes I long to reach out and trace those wounds that I imagine are hidden under that unsuitable skin. I wish I could cup


Plummetingi Write and sigh, ink splattered on the table. Dear brother,Plummeting
Today, I thought I would write because I am scared of the telephone. It is nothing more than an ivory claw, a coiled wire like your twisted intestines. Sometimes I pick it up and I breathe and it coughs up static.
That long, lonely beep is like the heart monitor in the the hospital. Do you remember how mother laid there? Do you remember the fingerprints on the glass and how my breath fogged up the windscreen like a cold,


Burn EternalJacqueline by Franz Ferdinand-Burn Eternal
Matt had an intensely frightening ability to return whatever emotion you showed with equal tenacity. He was a wonderfully perceptive individual, but Mello lived in constant fear of not being misunderstood.
Matt loved Mello, and so he locked that bit away. It was better when you never took anything seriously, anyway. So fucking hilarious. Do anything. Wont hurt, I promise. As long as you never ever leave.
He still frightened Mello, a little bit. Mello couldnt quite understand someone who wouldnt fight. He couldnt understand that Matt, the gamer boy, t
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~ "Scopophobia is a fear of being looked at."
- "LOL, I'd like to see someone with that fear."
~ "They wouldn't."
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SMILE! it's the conformist way!
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smile for me, baby.
(...again. xD)
i like melloxnear personally, but my favorite would be BBxmello. so much potential for sheer psychosis. >D
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SMILE! it's the conformist way!
Mello/near huh? that's understandable- Near's a cute little recluse. (i always imagine him forcing the other characters to give him piggy back rides... which makes me crack up a little any time i watch an episode with him in it.)
and, dear god- bb/Mello? sweet jeezus, the destruction! damn, it would have been fun to see those to let loose on Kira.... >3 (that pairing never really occurred to me before, but i think it would be fun to draw. especially since i've always seen bb as something like a horrifying cross between L and Ryuk. XDD good times!)
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smile for me, baby.
but it could be interesting, too.
(also oh my god. <3)
YES. BB/MELLO.
the destruction is the point.
and yes it would have been.
i see BB and mello as some similar, though. xD
(i have NO idea what i was thinking when i came up with it. xD
YOU SHOULD DRAW IT! XD)
...of course i've also done mattxmisa. which does certify me as insane.
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SMILE! it's the conformist way!
your work is amazing.
i shall now go add you to my watch list.
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SMILE! it's the conformist way!
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smile for me, baby.
...AHAHA.
you have great taste, btw.
nirvana and placebo and msi are some of my favorites as well.
and velvet goldmine and fight club are both fucking awesome.
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SMILE! it's the conformist way!
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smile for me, baby.
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