winged.

THE BANE OF MY EXISTANCE.

ily bub.

thomas sabo. nevermore.

But the raven still beguiling

All my sad soul into smiling,

Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat

in front of bird and bust and door;

Then, upon the velvet sinkin,

I betook myself to linking

Fancy unto fancy,

thinking what this

omnious bird of yore -

What this grim,

ungainly, ghastly, gaunt,

and ominous bird of yore

Meant in croaking

"Nevermore".

And the raven, never flitting,

still is sitting, still is sitting

On the pallid bust of Pallas

just above my chamber door;

And his eyes have all the seeming

of a demon's that is dreaming,

And the lamp-light o'er him

streaming throws his headow

on the floor;

And my soul from

out that shadow that lies

floating on the floor

Shall be lifted -

Nevermore!

ily bub.

mmitcheldaviss.

DEATH IS TERRIFYING BECAUSE IT IS SO ORDINARY. IT HAPPENS ALL THE TIME.

ily bub.

fireflies.

leave my door open just a crack
please take me away from here
cause i feel like such an insomniac
please take me away from here
why do i tire of counting sheep
please take me away from here
when im far too tired to fall asleep

ily bub.

my black delialah.

i wish i could have quit you.

i wish i never missed you,

and told you that i loved you,

every time i f**ked you.

the future that we both drew,

and all the shit we've been through.

obsessed with the thought of you,

the pain just grew.

how could you do this to me?

look at what i made for you,

it never was enough

and the world is what i gave to you...

ily bub.