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June 2013

1 post

I ruin everything that I touch.

Jun 14, 2013

May 2013

2 posts

The horrors of the night melt away Under the warm glow of survival of the day Then we move on, My shadow grows taller along with my fears And my friends shrink smaller as night grows near When the sun is climbing window sills And the silver lining rides the hills I will be saved for one whole day Until the sun make the hills it’s grave.

May 12, 2013
Don't count me out yet.
May 4, 2013

April 2013

3 posts

I don’t know why I even try sometimes. Its hopeless, it really is. I try not to lose faith and try some more but things never get better. Happiness isn’t around the corner when all there is in life is to move forward. Things never get better, and when they do, it is only temporary. Things get good and the bad comes along and crushes it. I have no idea what i’m saying right now. This is not a post saying “ehrmahgerd life sucks feel bad for me.” Just an honest post. When will life ever be something that felt good to have, not something that would just suffice. I’m going to autopublish something to later this or next month, see if things turn are better by then.

22 Mar. 2013

Apr 22, 2013
Friday again.

Thank god its friday because fridays will always be better than sundays because sundays are my suicide days.

|-/

Apr 20, 2013

Thank god it’s Friday because Fridays will always be better than Sundays because Sundays are my suicide days. |-/

Apr 12, 2013

October 2012

1 post

Heres to you.

For Asset R. O’Morrow

Throw out the red and paint the soul,

Enamored by your presence

An apex of love reached because of your essence

Knew the consequences,

i dove right in even when i knew the toll.

Grab tight and release the strife

A deep void transfigured anew

a piercing feeling as sharp as a knife

A paragon is but dime a dozen compared to you.

And as I say this and look into your eyes bright

i love you and have a goodnight.

Oct 5, 20123 notes

September 2012

1 post

Thoughts.

A view of the horizon on which my love for you has fallen.

Shattering into the deep void engulfing all that surround it.

A million pieces to hit the floor simultaneously.

A fire is lit into the soul.

Simple words to cast away any feeling.

Rain drops down from what once brought me joy.

My heart skips a beat and time stops.

It was over.

Sep 22, 2012

August 2012

5 posts

Sorrow makes us all children again - Destroys all differences of intellect. The wisest know nothing.

-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Aug 15, 2012
Aug 15, 2012
Aug 15, 2012

Relationships-of all kinds-are like sand held in your hand. Held loosely, with an open hand, the sand remains where it is. The minute you close your hand and squeeze tightly to hold on, the sand trickles through your fingers. You may hold onto some of it, but most will be spilled. A relationship is like that. Held loosely, with respect and freedom for the other person, it is likely to remain intact. But hold too tightly, too possessively, and the relationship slips away and is lost

Aug 15, 20125 notes
Current Feelings.

As I lay  in my bed to contemplate my life i get the feeling of emptiness. Knowing that loneliness is soon to be my best friend. I feel it approach me. I am at a battle with myself and the emotions that fill my head to control every aspect of me. I run as fast as I can. Yet i’m too slow. It overwhelms me. Eats away at my soul and my internal being. My emotions slowly die out as the feeling of my body falls into a deeper dimension. An emotional void which is nothingness but a white landscape with no end. Its too much for me. I’m going crazy. In this emptiness there is still the pain. Little demons inside eat away at me and everything I’ve cared about. They tear the very insides of my soul. Constraining my throat its hard to breathe at the thought. It empowers them, lasting as long as I let them. Eating away at the happiness I once had sooner this day. Eating away at the joy in life killing every positive thought of the future to a blank. Awestruck in agony pain runs through my helpless paralyzed body. I’ve got to get myself together.

Aug 8, 2012

July 2012

1 post

Why can’t I do anything right.

Jul 16, 20121 note

May 2012

1 post

As I sit here in the dark...

I think to myself, would anbody really care if i was gone.

May 15, 2012

April 2012

1 post

idontknowthiskid:

follow my new tumblr wild-atrocisity.tumblr.com

i follow back

Apr 2, 20121 note

March 2012

12 posts

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Mar 19, 20123,410 notes
Mar 19, 201220,043 notes
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Mar 19, 2012171 notes
Mar 14, 201233,751 notes
That awkward moment...

When you are so mad you just imagine jumping around the classroom with a samurai sword killing everybody at once.

Mar 14, 20121 note
Mar 14, 201224,555 notes
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Mar 12, 2012138,746 notes
Mar 1, 201242,209 notes
Mar 1, 20124,693 notes
Feb 29, 20127 notes
Listen

zzberg:

itsjeremiah:

image

When “Pokemon” was first released in Japan, there was an odd phenomenon between children ages 7-12, particularly in those using headphones to listen to the sound effects. Increase of nosebleeds, irritability, insomnia, and addiction to the game, playing for hours and hours on end and crying to the point of vomiting when the opportunity was taken away.

Roughly 70% of these cases ended in suicide.

In almost every case of the aforementioned symptoms, despite gameplay time recorded to the limit of the internal clock, the game had not progressed further than “Lavender Town”.

A closer analysis of the game revealed a tone in the audio of the music for “Lavender Town” at a pitch undetectable by fully developed human ear drums. Within weeks every unsold copy of the “first edition” the game were recalled silently and the game was re-released with re-mastered audio for “Lavender Town”.

The widely known version is said to be missing three extra tones, as well as the unique, binaural tone of the first edition, although this is unconfirmed due to the rarity of working first edition copies; in the known few that remain, the internal clock and ‘battery save’ have all timed out and ceased function, and in many cases the game will freeze upon entering any battle.

The audio post above is the original file that was heard by these children.

what the fuck this is creepy

Sweet sounds of old pokemon and 8 bit goodness.

Feb 29, 201212,419 notes

February 2012

8 posts

Feb 28, 20121,658 notes
Feb 26, 20122,133 notes
Feb 26, 2012235 notes
Dear James,

Wow you fuckup. Good job ruining everything. Thanks for making me horrible. Oh and losing that one thing that made your life good? That was fantastic. Thanks for that.

-Sincerely,

Your life.

Feb 20, 20121 note
Feb 17, 2012
#Omegle
Feb 13, 2012533 notes

January 2012

24 posts

Jan 17, 201220,328 notes
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Jan 16, 2012484 notes
Friend zone: Level 99

Jan 9, 2012
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