Favourite genre of music: melodic, whiny?
Favourite style of art: drawn?
Operating System: Vista
MP3 player of choice: iPhone 3GS
ilyyou're my world, but when you're gone, my world feels so emptyily by TheWinterCold
and your scent stays in my bedsheets,
and your breath stays in this air,
and your heat pervades the coldness,
memories, my fingers running through your hair
you fill my life with color, and you wash away my rain,
your taste stays on my tongue, but it hurts to stand the pain
i wish i could hold you forever, i miss your curves and smile
this might be a little tacky, but we've never cared before
to you, beautifuli hate that everything feels so temporary at the momentto you, beautiful by TheWinterCold
it almost brings tears to my eyes,
and it definitely would if i let my emotions take over
every moment reminds me of the fact that the
moments will end, that ill have to say goodbye
every kiss reminds me that the amount of kisses i can give you is
limited, that ill have to see your lips fade into the dark in the end
every time i touch your face and feel your skin, is shadowed by the
feeling that i have a certain amount of time left to feel you
every time you're near me, it makes me wish that i could have longer with you
every time i hear your voice, it's the sanity in my darkness, keeping me alive
you know that you're everything to me
i just wished that living like this hurt a little less
dark and light
slash_begin'how could you do this to us?'slash_begin by TheWinterCold
'what are you thinking?
'im sick of asking'
atmospheres of disappointment and
*why couldn't you do what we wanted you to?*
it's short, but no one understands how much it actually hurts
how hard it makes it to actually care
so.. many.. thoughts..writttttingso.. many.. thoughts.. by TheWinterCold
indecisiveness and instability
shit that goes up and down and not rollercoaster,
but off the freakin' world and into a black hole..
and then back again
-isn't smiling nice to see?-
i kinda just want to scream
but that would be ~silly~
i wish things were just simple.
who am i? these overreaching walls that i push out, seem to disappear
under the overwhelming pressure, of a subtle sad smile
but that's love for you, i guess
it's not a word, until now
when someone becomes so -absolutely scum-
that they are less than a human
you are nothing in my eyes
and i will laugh every time i see you
every single time
i don't care how much i ruined his life
you put me through them.
so i put you through them.
eye for an eye
i can't draw anymore
i could before.. and then it slowly receded
my imagination is slowly failing me
and the concepts in my head are too much for
my technical skills to accomplish
i just wi