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Jesus is my Booty Call by innerasylum, literature

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guile

the way you say to me . the way you say to me . . . The way I listen without really listening . Just watching the words as you present them . In your auspicious sort of nothings as you heel-toe your ass offa my grid . as you take hold of my crumbling . umbilical cord . and watch it disintegrate between your . nitpicky . little fingers . . . Shoulda known better . I mean me, of course.

talkin bout my girl by innerasylum, literature

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talkin bout my girl

My girl makes me sing she's only got eyes for me my girl she makes me bleed she never lies to me yeah she says I don't care don't care don't care she says I don't care don't care don't care aaahhh my baby listens every time sometimes she talks in rhymes she could cheat me out of every dime but she says that I would never survive without her but she says nevermind nevermind ,nevermind she tells me never mind, nevermind, never mind aaaahhhhhh listen, my girl, she likes my touch but she never liked it that much I guess I'm fine, here in her room strung out alone, but she says she'll be home soon she says I don't understa

sickday morning pretty by innerasylum, literature

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shart

OH I know I saw you today at least I think I did I think you planted something somethjin inside my head Just want something for the pain; told you to shut up Just want some shuteye, I told you to SHUT UP: just another night it is just another lie it is I know you always said it is come help me slit my wrists I think I'm paranoid I think I'm paranoid again I think I'm paranoid I think I'm paranoid again OH A penny for my thoughts makes.just enough cents for me to save in my little jar so full of hopes and dreams If I talk loud enough maybe someone will hear but if I talk too loud some one will think I'm weird just another ni

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Case File 364 by pyromaggot91, literature

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Case File 364

Providence: a messeage in context of light trees breaking faucets glass shards at point of impact dazzling fragmented blazes awareness: business suit library resumé stained hands that bend and break under the weight of responsibilities Persecution: Did you hear about that guy in prison? I heard he's innocent. there's a song about him. forgiveness: time ends like coffee spilling like that falling feeling when you're sleeping like a car accident and a sneeze Resolution: Subject Terminated

Eagles on Knives by pyromaggot91, literature

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Eagles on Knives

I mean to express nothing but admiration for you. Admiration and envy. You think you are so new, with your oil spills, and flashing smiles that hint at secrets waiting to be revealed. The freshness that you experience discomfort. You need to share it with the world. Yes, I envy you, because what could I say that hasn't already been said by someone else? What could I care about that wouldn't thrust me into the spotlight? Who could change me without destroying what I've never worked for? Why does it matter? When my physical body threatens to implode, who do I bitch to? WHERE DO I WHINE? Do you see me crying about it motherfucker i can'

Salmon Ella by pyromaggot91, literature

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Salmon Ella

I taste sand. Believe me, your mouth has never been so dry until you have tasted the dust of a dead soul. Although I realize that only now am I fully willing to expose my full self to the world, and only because I am not willing or unable to care. Strenuous hours, surrounded by noisemakers and those who cannot cope with life by themselves and seek distraction through petty relationships. No, this is not for me. A field of ash as far as the eye can see. Dead, grey, empty, cold. Archaically – this symptom – old

People Say by pyromaggot91, literature

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People Say

Some people say that life isn't fair But I think it is I wasn't there People are bad I am bad too I don't really care I just care about you You seem to have hope But I cannot tell I find it hard to exit my shell Tell me what to say Tell me what to be I won't complain I'll make it easy Let me see what I wanna see Who ever said freedom wasn't free It was until you took it from me I can smell your coffee-sick breath Fractal noises make you deaf I gave them all away, now there are none left

Snort by pyromaggot91, literature

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Snort

I cannot sleep until after midnight Go ahead and talk to me, it's alright Blue-powder hurricane Sipping through a straw There is a bad taste in my throat So I stretch And I fall asleep, so I lied, so what, you never cared anyways 'cause my life isn't good enough for you But I'm fine I am content Though you seem hell-bent on keeping us the same You say hello but you never say my name And we're so lame

Bore me by pyromaggot91, literature

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Bore me

The spirit is here again Am I my only friend? Submarine tanks - all sold out Vibrating atomic doubt Simple request or in/eternal shame? It is different, It's the same Gangrene tiles - venom moulds Am I dead or am I old Like a landslide, like a plain Different than a moving train I get bored and then I whine Coma-clock is blocking time Acid on the mirror Make it disappear Wax is made of fear Burn the candles - clear I see things on my ceiling Moving through the white Plaster falls into my eyes My veins are filled with light I am blind, you look like dust Pull my teeth out of my mouth Make me read another book I won't, th

But why? by pyromaggot91, literature

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innerasylum

Feb 8, 2010

gutterfunk

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this is my new account... I've been using it for awhile, but it was more private. now it's become my main thing, so check it out if you want to follow my "art". gutterfunk.deviantart.com

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innerasylum

Dec 4, 2009

ghastly

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i'm very very very cold. I haven't been satisfyingly warm for days except for when I was drunk. My thought process is now both alien and volatile and I have little control over my ability to maintain the facade of "keeping it together". Nevertheless, my situation remains undesirable stressful most of the time, threatening to send me into fourth panic attack. That'd be the fourth in four days. I don't think three panic attacks in three days is normal. I think I'm in some serious shit, but I am just too crazy to know what to do. I can't even do important things anymore. I've been saying I'll get a job for months now, but the truth is, I just co

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innerasylum

Nov 20, 2009

mid-morning musings

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I woke up way earlier than I wanted to. Around 9; I was feeling pretty sick. Me and dayton killed a whole bottle of schwartzhog (like cheaper jagermeister) in something like a couple hours. I don't really remember. I was fucked up all day yesterday. I went to my mom's and stole a bunch of vicodin... I should probably get stoned right now. I feel just awful. Gonna put in some pizza rolls. Anyway, woke up at nine. Stood over the toilet for a few minutes, but didn't end up actually puking. Remembered that Loren gave me her keys to this place last night, so I went for a walk and picked up some gatorade and pizza rolls. I still feel too sick to s