i wrote a poem cause textual expression is the only way of ridding myself of the depression of life, art is the only cure for the meloncholy that pervades my soul
it's called CMP
CMP
an emo poem by tommy
breathing
eating
sleeping
cutting
the pain heals like a bandaid
plugging my tears like a... plug
but cutting my arms
my wrists
my thighs
it wasn't enough
cutting was the solution and the problem
the depression sunk in like a fat girl in a pool
i had to find a new way
a new way to free myself from hell
so i took the knife
and i cut my penis
art is pain
14 comments:
can i have your penis. i never got one
wish i could post under other peoples names, thats reall cool.
also i eat homeless peoples asses
farg tommy
dump leftism its making you morbid
come over to the happy side of the political devide
and laugh at leftists wallowing in self loathing
look millers, just because you have no social conscience doesn't mean we all should
why?
it makes you miserable
hedonism is salvation
MATTT DAAAMONN
hedonism is salvation. that sounds like the kind of world that says ok to kiddy fiddling
gee
that draws a long bow nathan
are you on the look out?
no your wrong.
bleeding is our pilgramige
pain is salvation
Worker bees are free
the queen is their slave
even drones can fly away
Flea is not a beautiful or unique snowfale :D
SNOWFLAKE
Rosebud was his sled!
Ahh, this blog makes me laugh.
Like an emo on a field day.
"Look at all those dark, dark trees mother (named moticia), I bet I could climb one! Even better mother, I bet I could grow one in my backyard! I'd nuture it and use each and every branch on it's trunk to cut myself! I believe in a green future MOTHER!"
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