|Personal Quote: 'Believing I had supernatural powers, I slammed into a brick wall.'|
Closure: LanenThings have finally started to get better since Avian left. It was really bad for a while. I'm ashamed of the way I couldn't function. I coped by smoking a lot and being destructive and listening to our music and working until I was sick. It was, to say the least, horrible and disgusting and I'm not proud of it.Closure: Lanen by NorwayFox
Going to visit him was exactly what we both needed. He told me every day about his new friends and it would freak me out because at first he wasn't making friends and then suddenly he had hundreds and he spent every day with them. I hated it so much and actually liked that he didn't have any. Not because I wanted him to be that unhappy, but because it was hard enough having him that far away without him having people to spend all of his free time with. Once I met them I, for the most part, felt better about it.
I didn't trust him (maybe I still don't) to not cheat on me. I guess it wouldn't really have been a huge shock though, partially from knowing him t
I Can't Wait To Hear It. "I just want Austin to be ok," Audrey muttered into the fabric of her sleeve. The sound of her voice made her jump; there was no one else in the room besides her. Austin was in good hands. Dylan would take care of him, but Audrey couldn't help but worry. Austin had been dangerously unstable since his best friend killed himself. Audrey admired her boy though; he had asked her to take him to the hospital so he couldn't hurt himself. It broke her heart, but she loved him so much more for it.I Can't Wait To Hear It. by NorwayFox
She looked at her watch. In less than an hour she would go pick him up from band practice and they would go back to her house so they could talk. They talked now more than ever before, but sometimes it hurt so much. Audrey couldn't count the number of times that Austin had broken down during their conversations and she would have to hold him and listen while he sobbed and screamed about how guilty he felt and how he should have been there in
You Look Smaller. Good. No. Bracing himself against the cold, Austin opened the door of Dylan's apartment. It was pushing on three am and his lungs were filled up with smoke. He needed to go home. He pulled his parka close to his body and zipped it before his hand dove into his pocket and found a cigarette. He wished he had a different jacket with him; something about wearing a bright purple parka at three in the morning made him assume he was going to get killed. He really needed to get his car back from his sister.You Look Smaller. Good. No. by NorwayFox
Taking just one more minute to prepare himself before stepping off of Dylan's front steps, Austin put the cigarette in his mouth and lit it, then untangled the earphones for his iPod and shoved them into his ears. He didn't hear the door open behind him, nor did he hear someone say his name.
A hand reached out to touch Austin's arm. The boy jumped and turned
Demanding DecapitationThanks for everything.Demanding Decapitation by freakshow2029
Thanks for stealing my glory,
when I decided I wanted to throw up glamor.
You always thought you were more of a monster than I.
Thanks for letting me see you
rot into a pile of repugnant filth.
Like you always have been, only in shape.
Thanks for laying next to me,
and keeping me warm with your flesh.
Even though we never got attached emotionally,
I like to think i cut a bit off of you and took it with me.
Because God knows -
I'm a nosey little fucking klepto.
Like the time I stole your everything,
in the shape of a human being
who never belonged to you in the first place.
In a sick way I hope it haunts you,
but I know someday you'll grow up just a little,
and get the fuck over it.
So, really, thanks for everything.
Because, in the end, you gave me alot to fume about,
and now everytime I see you
(which is all of the time)
I forever wait for the day you brake down
and I can tell it all to your face,
instead of hidden behind poetry and sarcasm.