Hung in your room, swaying, hoping only that you'll see.
All by myself, I'm alone in such poor company.
The deeper I think, the deeper I seem to sink, I can't stop the insects that are feeding,
pull the needles from beneath my skin. I broke myself, shattered, tied a bow around every peice.
You'll love the eyes. Have they always shown so vacantly? The more I show the less you'll want to know.
I can't stop the insects that are feeding, pull the needles from beneath my skin.
Now I'm on display. I am becoming. Hurt myself today. It's all for you.
Do you like what I'm becoming? Cut myself today. It's all for you.
I part the night, flashing, approaching as I watch you flee.
Pushed through your panes. Seems I've landed quite uncomfortably.
But as I pass through souls of broken glass I can't stop the insects that are feeding.
Pull the needles from beneath my skin.





















                                                                                                                    Rawr

Im not thinking straight

I need TIme

LOTS

  

so  i random thought you



- The one with the eyes-such vivid eyes



- assiral is my name backwords

- That guy from Odd COuple Died...He was funny

- If i was a carnie id work the cotton candy machine

- Hillybilly Live in rimbey...they have two first names

- Could You Self Implode then have your insides come out your ears?

- Why is everything today related SEX?Geesh...thinks abouts butterflies

- How cna my thoughts be so easily heard in AFI songs...hmmm

- Haha stole his pants....never thought you'd hear GET OUT OF HIS PANTS LARISSA from a teacher..eh? 

-Fallen's English Language tombstone says the internet killed theenglish language

deader than elvis

- My Pizza tastes like pop

- but my pop tastes liek nothin





MUCH LOVE

Larissa