Thank goodness for painkillers.
*sighs*


Your Limit's The StarsI've tried to lead and guide you both, I try to teach you all that I know. Unfortunately, I don't know a whole lot. That's why I try to give you a better shot than I ever had, because I didn't try, Now sometimes I lay awake at night and cry, Because for you, your limit is the stars, But for me, I'm bound by these scars that tether me to a life of mediocrity. It's too late for me, I'm too old to dream, But your lives have yet begun. With enough effort, you could reach the sun, All I ask is that you try like hell, And try again if you should fail. Your talent anYour Limit's The Stars


Questioning NostalgiaWe aren't the boys we used to be, We grew up, and grew apart, Became different men for the world to see. And sometimes, I still wonder, Do you ever still think of me? Would you approve of the man that I've grown up to be? I turned to you in times of need, And you'd never turn me away. But now I'm left here wondering, Would you still love who I am today? Because in spite of my many flaws, You loved who I was inside, When all others turned a blind eye. Well, I've not yet found my way, And perhaps I never will... But I took an unbreakable vow, TQuestioning Nostalgia


I Can Never Grow WingsI've been given this task, This sort of "guiding" role. When I never once asked, For any followers of my own.I Can Never Grow Wings
Now I struggle with this project, Unfamiliar territory to me. And I want to do this right, But the slope grows evermore steep.
When I fail those I hold dear, It feels like falling from the tallest tree. In spite of flailing my arms, I fear, That these arms will never be wings.


ILL LogicThey say to put your best foot first. What happens when your first step is your worst? When you've put hundreds of hours into the race, But all along you've been running in place?ILL Logic
I see the skyline silhouette the trees, I feel the moisture in every chill breeze. Yet all I feel is this urge to destroy, Cold and desolate; just a heartbroken boy.
Far and wide, I've searched my soul, But this bastard inside is hard to control. Like walking down the loneliest road, Into a trapdoor that nobody knows.
This callused dream is all I see, When I wake to my
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may the voices be with thou !
havent talked with you for sooo long T___T
how you been?
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"The primary benefit of practicing any art, whether well or badly, is that it enables one's soul to grow."
-Kurt Vonnegut Jr
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so your internet went from bad to NONE!!!! sad..
im ok bored and lonely haha..
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"The primary benefit of practicing any art, whether well or badly, is that it enables one's soul to grow."
-Kurt Vonnegut Jr
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I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name.......
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"The primary benefit of practicing any art, whether well or badly, is that it enables one's soul to grow."
-Kurt Vonnegut Jr
Gallery
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I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name....
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Anything you're not good at immediately you should just quit..I mean, come on martial arts, guitar..math. Those things are all hard so why waste your time. - Home Movies
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