rolandblackthorne : oh, hahahaha.    BLKdragon : What is the best tool to work on a vampires fangs? a pair of vampliers..    MistressMonsoon666 : oh gosh to much love im drowning in it XD.    BLKdragon : I gots the cooties bugs from the roland. I'm a roland in that love. <3.    rolandblackthorne : I'm in love with you, BLKdragon!!.    BLKdragon : .....O.O <3.    rolandblackthorne : *stares at BLKDragon's jiggles and feel his pants getting tighter*.    BLKdragon : Dances to the music.. ^.^ yup..^,..,^ yaww..*.* boo-ya! @o@ jiggles**.    vampirica : I feel the need,to be random and weird! Amatinehystaphine!!.    MistressMonsoon666 : O.o hm.    vampirica : Hello??! where is everybody..It's a ghost town! On here rite now...    
Cities of love and death
29, Male, United States


The blood moon flies high in the midnight sky.
It looks down on a world where people die.
In this world you can't be both happy and have love.
Some people just are luckier than others, like a perfect fitting glove.
People are all happy and loved that they glow with it.
Perfect happiness is a myth, and it rips at the sprit.
The world is a cruel place, but sometimes things work.
Sometimes it doesn't and people kill themselves like a twerp.
Everything has an end.
You just have to comprehend.
As tears flow like a river, pain shoots through the heart.
Everyone hears Cupids harp.
I listen for it, and when I hear it... I follow it to the source.
I cut it down without any remorse.
Love is dead, and everything is going to burn.

18 July 2015 04:55 PM

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