Little Nahlittle Nah awoke one sunny morning, refreshed and ready to face the day. she'd been out of commision for quite some time in little Nah years. She was ready to join the other herbal sheep in their more and more frequent activities. But then her fatal mistake occured when she decided to pay Cruella a visit. Cruella turned little Nah around and stabbed her in the back And that was the day flutterby was deemed...Cruella. Drops of salt water leaked from the bloodshot ocean. So little Nah had to beg papa bear for a white box full of cancer. Luckily papa bear was sick of the leaLittle Nah
CHEATER.but when we're underneath forbidden sheets, who cares? frosted cars like in the Titanic dark alleys from horror movies rooms in which being silent is the only option drunken, high, rolling, tripping, spun, crunken thanks to other forbidden things, excuses galore. forever forgiven when needing to just be forgotten forever forgotten when needing to just be forgiven insecurities rise, self-loathing andCHEATER.
possibly dangerous amounts of self-loving occur maybe we should just all fuck each other. that's what god wanted, right?
my labyrinth.i'm trapped in a labyrinthmy labyrinth.
in which i have built for myself in my mind,
where the faeries won't stop biting,
the worms won't invite me in for tea,
the poor whipped monster blames me for his misfortune,
and the spikes won't stop chasing me.
so david bowie waltzes me into a false slumber
of beautiful dresses and sophisticated masks,
and i cry a little, give myself some pain for the pain,
and then go to sleep.
past love 3You always seem to inspire me to try to be magnificent again to write flowing words that tickle your soul and core that make you wish to dance or sob, laugh and twirl. but then our conversations ended and all of the beauty in me was tucked away in a black jewelry box along with the dancing ballerina and the sorrowful yet beautiful song, "Ave Maria", a song most dear to me. I do not love you, oh no, not any longer, for my heart now belongs to another but that's not to say i don't miss you not to say i don't brighten up at the sound of your voice i spast love 3
lovers.
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Salute from Colombia.
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