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Posted on Dec 16, 2013 at 1AM

Actions speak louder than words do

Actions speak louder

Shut up!

So here we go again 
You’re opening your mouth 
Before you think
Your insincerities 
Are clinging to me like the stench of your last drink
Shut up!

Did I really hear you say you’re sorry?
Hard for me to believe
I don’t get how you’re buying your own story
You’re piss broke emotionally

I’m watching
Listening
The volume’s always the same

Actions speak louder than words do
I don’t want to hear dead words from you
Actions speak louder than words do
I just want to see what you will do
Shut up!

So here it comes again
A deafening parade of duplicity
Birds falling from the sky 
The air is poisoned by the breath 
You waste on me
Shut up!

The thought of you has become so disappointing
Hard for you to believe? 
You never seem to fail to change the stories
You so effortlessly breed

I’m watching
Listening
The volume’s always the same

Actions speak louder than words do
I don’t want to hear dead words from you
Actions speak louder than words do
I just want to see what you will do
Shut up!

Shut up!
Actions speak louder…

It’s time to play again
Deception is your game
But why would you want to wear that shame?
It speaks louder than words

Shut up!

Actions speak louder than words do
I don’t want to hear dead words from you
Actions speak louder than words do
I just want to see what you will do

The thought of you has become so disappointing
Actions speak louder than words do (So here we go again)
Shut up!

The volume’s always the same

Actions speak louder
Shut up!

Posted on Dec 16, 2013 at 1AM
Say something, I’m giving up on you.
I’ll be the one, if you want me to.
Anywhere, I would’ve followed you.
Say something, I’m giving up on you.

And I am feeling so small.
It was over my head
I know nothing at all.

And I will stumble and fall.
I’m still learning to love
Just starting to crawl.

Say something, I’m giving up on you.
I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you.
Anywhere, I would’ve followed you.
Say something, I’m giving up on you.

And I will swallow my pride.
You’re the one that I love
And I’m saying goodbye.

Say something, I’m giving up on you.
And I’m sorry that I couldn’t get to you.
And anywhere, I would have followed you.
Oh-oh-oh-oh say something, I’m giving up on you.

Say something, I’m giving up on you.
Say something…
Posted on Dec 16, 2013 at 12AM

roundpuzzlepieces:

black—lamb:

this is definitely emilierayne 

Sweet mother of god, this was right on time….right on time I tell ya…this is sooo me at this very moment 

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Posted on Dec 14, 2013 at 7PM

sweet-deer:

aunteeblazer:

groudon:

i like this but i don’t fully understand it…

whoa

you don’t understand how sad this is. each adult is a cross, and each child has been crucified by said cross. 

  • the priest (i assume he’s a priest, correct me if i’m wrong) killed the little boy in one way or another, probably rape, which is common among corrupted clergy men. 
  • the tourist comes to an overcrowded, poverty stricken country, taking up any and all resources that could have gone to the little native girl
  • the soldier comes to fight for his country, but ends up killing the innocent girl, probably in her village.
  • the little boy dies under the doctor’s knife
  • the man kills the little girl in a school shooting (represented with the uniform)
  • the “fat” kid is killed by obesity caused by a fast food epidemic in america, most commonly mcdonald’s, shown by ronald mcdonald himself. 

this is /haunting/ to look at. children can die at anyone’s hand. even the “heros”

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Don’t ask what took so long…I don’t even know

Posted on Dec 14, 2013 at 7PM permalink

You know it’s funny…the shower is where so many good things happen. I sing in there, I think in there, I wash a way a bad day in there, and I even…well…anyways in there. Showers are cleansing not only to the body but the mind. I came to a realization just now while in there. I’m almost afraid to admit it because that would mean I have fought and argued for years to plead my case when most of you were right about me from the start. I truly have been confused, blinded by things I convinced myself were truth. Part of me feels shitty for what I’ve done, but the other part of me feels relieved that it’s over. Wow is all I can say. It’s an amazing feeling. What I have come to realize is this….I actually, honestly, and truly prefer women to men. I know a lot of you who may read this are screaming bullshit and that’s alright…it’s been hard for me to process too and this is my life we are talking about. I’ve made so many mistakes and I have been so unhappy. And one of the things I realized that has caused me sooo much pain over the years is the way I am with men. Every time I’ve been with one I felt alone. Afterwards I felt like a discarded tissue. I flirt heavily and come on really strong and it has been nothing but manipulation on my part. It was a game. A challenge to see how much I could get away with. Could I convince them to take me home…could I convince them to stay. That’s not love….that’s horrible. I’m sorry I did that. I mean not that most of these men care that I am sorry but, I am sorry to myself the most. My mind has always been on huntress mode. Men are easy to manipulate…but in the end I never got what I was looking for because I was looking in the wrong place and I was only manipulating myself. I am shocked that it took me so long to figure out what I was doing to myself. The abuse I have suffered over the years has been at the hand of men…and my own mind. Telling myself I wasn’t good enough, that I didn’t look the right way, that all I was good for was sex, and that was suppose to be my happiness. A husband, a house, kids and maybe a dog. That was what I was convinced was ultimately my fate. Ive been brainwashing myself and tearing myself down for years. And now I see it. I love women. I love they way they look. I love the way their eyes seem softer, everything is a bit softer even with a strong woman. They are still women. I like the sound of a woman’s voice. I love hugs from a woman. Even when they are quick and strong, there’s a softness, a tenderness, a warmth there that I have been missing out on. They are what’s been missing from my life. At this particular moment in time, I am only interested in one woman…but if things don’t pan out and we end up just staying friends than at least I have an amazing friend to thank for helping me find myself…for making me think. She didn’t ask me to, it just came to me. She’s all I think about and I’ve never felt a connection so strong before, it’s very scary. So I started to think why it was so strong….why did I feel the need to always have her around, or always want her around. Why did I always want to be near her.  For one I truly am in love with her. For all that she is, not just what she looks like. I love her for the change she has stirred in me and for indirectly helping me to finally open my eyes. I feel like over the course of the rest of my life, I will go through pain and heartache but, I really believe it will pale in comparisson to what I have already suffered. I finally see what’s been missing this whole time. It’s been her and her love. *Dries off from the shower* *Get’s dressed* *Sits down* You could knock me over with a feather right now. I feel like I can finally breathe. 

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Posted on Dec 13, 2013 at 3AM
me at 11pm: oh it's getting late i should sleep soon
me at 4am: FEW TIMES BEEN AROUND THAT TRACK SO IT'S NOT JUST GONNA HAPPEN LIKE THAT CAUSE I AIN'T NO HOLLA BACK GUUUUUUUUUUUUURL
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Posted on Dec 13, 2013 at 3AM
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time-traveling-demon-hunter:

Benedict Cumberbatch’s voice bass-boosted. Put your headphones on and listen!

Well that went straight to my groin

*shivers*

[rolls around on floor] nooooooooo

holy fucking shit i am so aroused right now

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Posted on Dec 12, 2013 at 12AM

myatrocityexhibition:

Fabulousity Of NY Club Kids
Photography by: Alexis Dibasio

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Posted on Dec 12, 2013 at 12AM permalink

I take medicine to sleep and sometimes I wish I’d sleep forever

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Posted on Dec 12, 2013 at 12AM permalink

I’m not the brightest crayon in the box. My intentions are often good. I am a liar. I make mistakes. Sometimes I am no good. I am in love. I am confusing. I am confused. I have moments of clarity. I am bipolar. I am weak. I am strong. I love to sing. I long for the ultimate truth…something relevant to me. I try to live with no regrets. I have regrets. Tomorrow isn’t promised. I’m hopeful. I’m so lost. I’m right where I am suppose to be. I am enough. I am nothing. I am pathetic. I’m a role-model. I’m a human being. I’m a monster. I am honest. I am horrible. I believe I can do better. I’m not so sure. I want to be better. I am trying. I can see myself clearly. Why is my reflection so blurry?

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