terça-feira, 30 de novembro de 2010

let's go back to dad.


No.
no,no,no
I can't do that.
Because he is dead.
Promises would be better.
You've done.
Did you really leave me?
Make mama stop crying
She's losing her mind.
because ,I need you around.
I always needed you.
But you left me too early.
I never saw your face again.

sábado, 27 de novembro de 2010

You're what you think /do you really know me?

I miss a special person,now and i'll miss him everyday of my fucking life.
I love to sleep.
I watch daily porno.
I'm someone different since last years.
I'm a really smart person if really know me.
I know you don't know me.
I know how to manipulate,you.
I know ,you don't know this.
I'm paranoid.
I love the rain.
I need so much money,now.
I'm usually pessimist.
I'm bipolar.
I've a talent,that you don't know ...only him.
I feel always that i'm alone ,even with my friends.
I was born alone, I'll die alone.
I know it,maybe you just know it now.
I feel really fast in love.
I also manipulate men.
I actually want that they really love me, and not that they only need me for satisfaction.
I know it never works.
I know they never feel in love, and in the end I also hate them and just want sex.
I know I only love one of this boys.
I know he also feels in love with me.
I know that he's scared about all, what I've done, what I'am.
I tried to change ,but
I know people can't change, but they can try.
I really tried to change.
I promised to change ,but he never comes back,so
I gived up.
I still know I'll and I could change for him.
I wait for him,but its also doesn't work.
I love to be a drama queen.
I'm selfish
I'm also in love with me ,fuck off.
I know nobody is in love with me ,except him and my mom.
I think to kill myself ,
I tried, but even this doesn't work. fuck
I already ran away from home ,since two years.
I never come back.
I always have the worst advice ever.
I hate to be in the dark alone,and
I also hate to sleep alone in the dark.
I usually hate to sleep alone.
I know some people see me as an example.
A good one? maybe I don't know.
whatever.
You don't know me ,you don't have A FUCKING IDEA who I'am.
because I REALLY DON'T KNOW WHO I AM!
Fuck you, you and you and everybody.
What you think,
and what you do.
The only thing that I want is to be happy.
And life my life in peace.
Then.
Fuck you again.
Because,
You are what you think,
and now at days.
You just think shit,
like me.

quinta-feira, 25 de novembro de 2010

blowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.


you blow,blow,blow my mind.
and I blow blow blow u a job.
fuck.fuck.fuck.fuck
we deserve each other.
because.
we are both in the the same bullshit.
we are both the same shit.
fuck.

terça-feira, 23 de novembro de 2010

a chemical love story.











fuck me today.
love me tonight.
our fucking,
chemical love story.
Is killing us,
allright??!!

domingo, 21 de novembro de 2010

in my bed.


You and me.
A lot of fun,
Speed sex.
Sex with speed.
Unsafe sex.
Tausend of orgasms.
Making me moaning.
Making me come.
Lovely body.
Great arms,a fuckin cock.
You suck me until I bleed.
A fuckin damn ass ,two little boobs.
Minutes later,you come
Something drips outside of me.
Its warm,
I feel loved.
For one second.
And ill do it all over again.

sábado, 20 de novembro de 2010

Holy Virgin


She's so innocent.
Do u want to show her,
the power of your powder.
Fucking her so hardly.
Like only you can do.
Make a bomb.
m,d,m,a
She's getting crazy with you.
Hands made by the angels,
u'll love her touch.
And a poisonous mouth.
Like devil's apple.
she'll drive u crazy.
a tight,tight so tight little thing,
between her legs make u love it.
Fantasies ll come true.
Hallucinations and effects of the magic thing.
Hallucinating orgasm.
Skin to skin.
with a immaculate angel of naughtiness.

domingo, 14 de novembro de 2010

Sex,love,pain and food.











Someday,
someday
I'll be able to love.
And you to not only fuck me.
Suck my pussy,
eat my pussy.
But don't love me.
You'll never feel my heart.
You just want to hurt me.
And you still know.
I'm wasted.
Whatever,
you never deserve
that I stop it.
You never loved me.
And i' still didn't eat for you.
Maybe I can look lovely.
And someday,
someday.
I look good.
And someday,
someday.
I'll be able,
to being eaten by you.





sexta-feira, 12 de novembro de 2010

my technoroll is making me forget about our love.

Tke darkness is so close.
I'm not able to write about love
But i don't care.
fucking words.
In a fuckin place
Makes so cofused
You make me confused.
Every words you said.
Making me so high.
No idea what was talking about .
I just know that the darkess is making me confused.
Like us about our lifes.
I'm hungry for life.
I'm hungry for all this strange things.
I'm hungry for your love.
And my words
Are making you so confused.
Like me.
And what I am talking is bullshit
Its just confused.
Like you.

quarta-feira, 10 de novembro de 2010

don't hurt me.


Don't hurt me
hurt me
hurt me.
Please leave me alone
Or be with me tonight.
Just,
don't hurt me anymore.

sábado, 6 de novembro de 2010

My wonderful world.

In a world of candy floss.
And giant carousels.
She is living there.
And dreaming her dream endless.
No pain,
no hurt again.
The little girl is not dead.
She's living.
She's still living.
She will live in your heart.
Her soul will always live dreaming about the dreams she dreamed,
when she lived.
And now the dreams that she dreamed came true.
She is living her dream.
Because he dreams never die.
She dies ,but her dreams are forever,
like diamonds.
But sweeter.
An eternal lullaby,
is she hearing.
And seeing incredible things,
that you can't imagine.
She is.
In your side.
Like a guardian angel,
she will take care of you.
And safe your dreams from the evil monsters.
She living now in a new universe.
A new miraculous place.
Santificted.
Splendid.
Peaceful.
Holy place
That we can't go now.
But we will know someday.
Everyone.
She is in very blessed new sweet home .
Living in her own,
wonderful world.
.

sexta-feira, 5 de novembro de 2010

When she cries, she cries to die.


She was alone,
she is still alone.
Can somebody hear she crying?
Or maybe just laugh about her face,
or is thinking about her feelings?
Is someone in this fucking world,
able to love her?
To help her?
To hug her until the day she die?
Is someone able to go with her through the storm?
And throught the sky?
She is waiting that the thunders go away.
She wants to hear the birds singing again,
and wants to see over the rainbow a gold safe.
To safe her from herself.
That can take her away.
From this world.
People die.
People are hurting each other.
And she...
She is still waiting for you.
She will be always waiting for you.
But please, I beg you to come over soon.
The little girl is dissapearing slowly.