May 2013
24 posts
cavity filled grind my teeth aches and pains i hate shots at the dentist the bastards
I dont sing to look good
I dont sing to please you
I dont sing for me
I sing to remind us how power is only ink deep
There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed.
– Ernest Hemingway (via pigmaniac)
April 2013
35 posts
The reason I wrote these songs
Was too love you when im gone
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