2. Access each memory + thought + emotion.
3. Drain the inspiration from the world around you.
4. Smear you soul onto the medium.
5. Destroy yourself + then prepare for the rebirth.


Heavily medicated Valentine.We're pretty blue and pretty shallow here this close to the shore. I got caught up in this turbine with you, my heavily medicated Valentine. So stop the noise. I ran the extra mile for you but it seems my efforts fell on blind eyes. I've been running up that hill for you. This is the noise. You can't stop it. This is the noise (that your heart makes for me). Can you hear the sounds that mine sings for you?Heavily medicated Valentine.
Are you the arrow in my heart or the thorn in my palms? I found the joyride in the ambulance. I am the dark spot in your ultraviolet baby and there is nothing you can do about it. I killed the rush they found in the siren


Say goodbye to the summer.Say goodbye to the summer, this months stash of whores and lovers. Wave goodbye to this summer, all your friends are moving on to better things. And you're still here with your wings, still fastened tight. Utter goodbye to a summer, and all the shitty things you've done to others. Wash away that summer from your skin; all of those that you've used, and abused. Say goodbye. . . Say goodbye. . . Time slows down. God knows what the future holds but won't you take this long road with me? The sweet smell of rain, falling down. Hey. . . Hey. . . Did no one say that it'll be ok?Say goodbye to the summer.


Sweet dreams + The thorn.Sweet dreams to you that means the world to me. Sweet dreams to you I've never been. . . Anything before you, my special dream. Sweet dreams I'll never leave, for all neon signs point to you. It seems. Promise me the same, you who tastes so sweet. Sweet dreams to you. . . The one I need.Sweet dreams + The thorn.
These moments that have left me feeling blue have become influential. The breakdown of my relationship with you is now essential. In who I am and who we are. Like the first time that we entered the woods. Like the first time that you, pulled the thorn from beneath my skin. I want you and it's all I'll ever do. Sad to say "I can never have you". I


The glue.3 degrees of seperation and i'm about to hit the ground. either running or crashing down. This cornucopia of feeling, my rush of blood to the head and I'm bleeding through the earthquake. this dizzying infatuation has me up in arms of mutilation. My anima anaesthetised with you. vociferous emotion.The glue.
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Dark Star -- Distorting Your Reality Since 1990
"And on the 8th day, god created a magic talking leopard and forgot all about us."
-- Frankie Boyle, genius
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: Profesional 'Slap you in the face with a wet fish' er (Hire if needed) :
*Pounces*
(Do you know how long it took me to work out that there might be a hyphen in your name? XDDD)
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OHYEAH.
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