But it's not bad.
I suppose I'll just have to be consoled by the enormous fame and teenie-bopper groupies it'll bring us.


Bad GirlsWe've been bad girls Late at night Set fires, smashed things This isn't rightBad Girls
We've hid from ourselves Stayed out of sight We've hid in shadows Cast by the light
Picture a man and his shadow Watch as they fight Picture how they hurt each other Embrace then betray, scratch and bite
We'll reap what we sow What we invite We'll let our fear show Run, take flight
You take the high road And I the low You walk through fire And I through snow
Our paths cross as always Deny what we know


PorkyRed is the colour of my skin Regardless, green is the colour of my emotion Gold is the colour you wear But transparent is the colour of your skin Because I can see the black coursing through your veins Greys surround you, covered in the gold you spin I wear yellow. Bronze. Shit-brown. It was once white. You point, and I am red I wear green. Grey. Shit-brown. I wear transparence, but still, No one sees my colours The green colouring my eyes My soul painted purple, black and blue The jagged white lines holding it togetherPorky


ChildChildChild
Let me protect you I want to be your knight in shining armor Let me push you from harm's way, just as the mighty falling tree is about to squash you into a pancake And fight off the ninjas in black carrying swords, who don't think twice about bustin' a throwing star in yo' head, who jumped from the limbs of the mighty fallen tree And defuse the 200 Megaton H-bomb that they planted in your room while I wasn't looking And swat the bee they let in while they were doing it But most of all, let me stay to comfor


EnjoyYou cry because it's all you know It's all you want No help from others No help from yourself Comfort in discomfort Discomfort in depressionEnjoy
Perpetuate your state of terminal Loneliness Sorrow Self hate Torture
Rejecting sympathists is, for you, Biting the hand that feeds your need for a pointed lack of attention
Self pity for sympathy Self hate for empathy Apathy for effort And blame for apathy And strive for dispathy And starve
Deny virtue, love and strength That interrupt your sorrow &nbs
You have some great stuff in your gallery, keep it up!
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Art of my friend: Gary Roberts art
deee dee i see dee.
HELLO!
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gravity doesn't grant me the privilege of failure
What you know you can't explain, but you feel it. You've felt it your entire deviant life, that there's something wrong with the story. You don't know what it is, but it's there, like a splinter in your mind, driving you mad.
You take the blue pill, the story ends. Your browser closes and you believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill, you stay in wonderland. And, I show you how deep the rabbit hole goes.
I offer only the truth, nothing more.
Take: The Red Pill
Take: The Blue Pill
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The Angry Deviant
Random Deviant
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Its Like A Whole Other World Where You Can Smell The Food But You Can't Touch The SilverWare
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