emo post, you are warnedI can't seem to bring myelf to love again, or write for that matter.
It's like I have died.
The world is boring,and the only reason I'm still alive is to work.
My work is the only thing that defines me. On my days off I stay in bed whimpering at how empty and useless my life is.
When I go out with my friends I go through the motions of fun and excitement only to go home and wonder, "why did I waste my time?"
Who are you that you could do this to me? What are you?
My heart is empty...
Rejected
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Sleep all day. Party all night. Never grow old. Never die. It's fun to be a vampire
I am Proud to be part of Singapore
Vist my DeviantArt: [link]
[link]
-kowtows-
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Sleep all day. Party all night. Never grow old. Never die. It's fun to be a vampire
I am Proud to be part of Singapore
Vist my DeviantArt: [link]
[link]
Remember, ~coldmyst
If you dev it, they will come
Besides, I write this
It is very sweet of you.
To advertise here
This time and place called here
It's nice to meet you
but I really must insist
Pleasure is all mine
You know, I've always found it easiest to draft haikus by stringing nonsense together.
That way you get to create something vaguely existential and profound without anyone knowing its all BS.
For example:
An upside down lamp
Casts long shadows on the wall
Dancing effigies
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<Insert vaguely witty statement here>
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