#2
nothing
Down they come
The swarm of locusts
Skies above
Converge to choke us
Feast of souls
Consume the harvest
Young and old
Suffer unto the locust
#6
The death of the Macho Man
Last edited by DosMos at May 23, 2011,
#7
Walking my dog to the park and feeling psychotic when everyone there looks like my old baseball coach for whom I often have homicidal thoughts. Then coming home to my dad who keeps wanting to play catch and watch the game, not understanding when I tell him that baseball is full of painful memories for me.

That was just from today. Every day it's something new.
I'm rgrockr and I do not approve of this message.
Last edited by rgrockr at May 23, 2011,
#10
I've fallen for a complete slag of a girl and she spent the whole evening last night trying it on with me, but I'm too awkward/frightened to return the favor, culminating in her slinking off with another shit-face and me finding them outside.
#12
Quote by Asada Hiruka
Covering up your feelings with a macho facade will only make your crippling depression worse. . .


This realization