May 16, 2012 - 8:36am — Iaurdagnire
It's my birthday! Woop-Woop quarter of a century, pass me my zimmer frame.
Your challenge this year is to fill this blog with bunnies of the adorable kind. Also amazing cakes, can anyone remember my favourite flavour from last year...?
Love you c:
May 16, 2012 - 1:28am — Rutilus
more writing, rated m as usual. I'm on some kind of late-night roll here, man, can't help it. I feel like I'm spamming, but...oh well.
m, guys. there's some weird implied shit here.
...yup, this is a weird one. seriously. you probably shouldn't read this.
you've been warned.
...really. if you're on 'BUT THINK OF THE CHILDREN!' island, stay out.
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hey! kid! you wanna earn a dime?
stroll up to that chick an' put her face outta line
she won't bite nor bark, she's thin as a bird
an' her voice is too weak to be heard
you like games, boy? I'll show you
the games I played when I was young
it's a little bit gritty, and painful, too
shut your eyes and bite down on your tongue
three weeks since I last saw your face
did she say she'd go far this time?
a wild night out can twist your mind outta place
you'd be better off with me inside
hey, boy, you're getting older
and the nights are growing colder
promise you won't tell them what I did?
I'd hate to have to hurt you, kid
May 16, 2012 - 1:02am — Rutilus
vent? not sure. m for implied language/themes
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goddamn demons in the street
take their time, it's time of mine
knife in throat's always a treat
twists my neck; it's fine, it's fine
air too thick with purple haze
can't percieve a thing infront
swallow drops of acid glaze
such a pretty little
spinning spiders through the air
you never stop lying
dirty fingers through your hair
admit it, babe; you're crying
I'll leave you in the street
you're out of luck this time
I hope you feel the heat
inhaling white lines