Pretty, Painted MessAnd I must confess I'm a complete and utter mess. My hairs all tangled and knotted My make up is bleeding and my fishnets are ripped. But do I deserve any more or any less? Pretty little dancer, entertain them every night Maybe with some luck one day you'll find one that treats you right Till then keep on singing petty melodies, twirl and leap and please Feed them their addiction, leave them hazy and subdued They'll never know what lies beneath Plaster on that painted smile and giggle like there's nothing in that pretty head Upon your lies they'll feed, leeching fake memories and drePretty, Painted Mess
Blood LustMelancholyYou should find it hard if not nearly impossible to believe that she so pure of beauty and so seemingly pure of heart and soul was subject to such cruel dark thoughts. Thoughts of life, death and all else that lies in between. Things that someone of such natural allure should not face yet alone embrace. Yet she did, each flaw, each tiny imperfection. Each a tiny death with it's own heart shaped coffin. She sang to them, songs of woe yet each was filled with love. Like talking to the long distant ghost of a loved one, it was quite morbid yet still all in all love.Melancholy
Behind her eyes there seemed to
A thin lineDo you ever think that sometimes maybe people we diagnose as crazy are in fact the more knowledgeable? That maybe they see something we'll never understand nor could possibly begin to imagine? That perhaps insanity is just a far fetched version of genius. That there is in fact more than meets the eye but we can't all see it. Maybe we shut ourselves off to these things in fear of insanity but in reality it's actually preventing us from learning what's really going on? But maybe if we did begin to understand, we couldn't handle it. Maybe that's why we don't all see things the same way, for if we did we couldA thin line
| Hey, I'm Gemma but you can call me Tinkerbell or Tinks for short.=] I've been nicknamed Tinkerbell since I was a kid,mainly cause I'm short and have a lot of attitude, but it's sorta carried on into the rave scene and gone from there. Born in Scotland, moved here 3 years ago and still have the accent but I always gets mistaken for Canadian. I don't seem to be capable of tanning, I always have the complexion of a vampire. Bit of a hippy at heart, I soak up others vibes and I hate negativity, where's the love!? I'm a bit of an all rounder, I have mates from all different stereotypes and I see beauty in all cultures. I'm a dreamer, always have been, always will be. My imagination runs away with itself sometimes but I chase it. ;] I prefer night to day, there's a certain euphoric feeling walking through a city at night,the only lights neon luminescent glows. I'm that kid that can't make up her mind, listening to all music genres and frequenting raves as a kandi kid and alternative clubs kitted out in a leather corset. Music's my biggest love in life, I love the way it can define a mood, accent it, or alter it. I always wanted to be a formula one racer,secret agent and a rockstar when I grew up. I love to learn new things, meet new people, I constantly crave more. |
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Por una cabeza de un noble potrillo
que justo en la raya afloja al llegar
y que al regresar parece decir:
no olvides, hermano,
vos sabes, no hay que jugar...
Losing by a head of a noble horse
who slackens just down the stretch
and when it comes back it seems to say:
don't forget brother,
You know, you shouldn't bet.
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_AARON_
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_AARON_
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I think, therefore I am...
...I think.
welcome to DA!
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