the value of a summer spent, and a winter earned
For the rest of us, there is always Sunday
The day of the week the reeks of rest,
but all we do is catch our breath,
so we can wade naked in the bloody pool,
and place our hand on the big, black book.
To watch the knives zigzag between our aching fingers.
A vacation is a countdown, T minus your life and
counting, time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube,
and hope you get a taste.
WHAT THE FUCK IS ALL THIS FOR?
WHAT THE HELL’S GOING ON? SHUT UP!
I can go on and on but lets move on, shall we?
Just so you know, i didn't compose the work of art you've just read... and if you didn't read it, i'll bloody tie a fucking goat with thorny veins around you neck and make it drag you back up to the text and melt your eyelids to the screen so you can only read... the bloody... piece of art. Am i scaring you? Is this twisted enough for your hunger? Have you found what you were looking for? Sometimes you find what you want in the place you'd thought of last. Well, let me...
*Jaxx graps Harlem by the neck and stuffs him back into the closet*
Phew... sorry about that folks, he can be a little scary at times... we need a stronger leash.
Anyway, i've got something to show ya today. Tadaa:
Isn't it just the cutest?! It's a Blue-Eyes White Dragon listening to music while relaxing! Hopefully listening to Stonesour. Oh yeah, it's drawn by one of the best artists i know... Al (Or Blue-Eyes)! So go PM her how cute it is, or i'm gonna let out Harlem again, haha.
Well, hope you're all well. Talk to ya later! ^^ |
