"wes borland..."
i am the real ryan ross
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→ BASIC INFO name: link -- nicknames are fine pronouns: he/him birthday: 4/18 age: 16 siblings: 1 job: yes!making pizza → APPEARANCE hair color: black (might do blond soon???) eye color: grey height: ... 5'0 ethnicity: american look like a celeb » Continue Reading
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say i make a good boyfriend until im begging for you to read me reaching out feels shameful in slutty lingerie on a wednesday night refreshing my messages in hopes youll save me lets burn down waterparks till soot coats skinned knees when our flame loses spark ill knownmy time is done for please answer my pleas i always said i was above begging now im down on my knees » Continue Reading
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its our ten month anniversary since we spilt ways but i know ive seen you behind my back lying to myself gives me comfort and so does tracing my skin with your edge it's digging into ribs » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
I swore I wouldn't return to the choreographed eurocentricty but I'm drawn into the affliction of implicit premonition you say "You're a caricature of irresistible ecstasy," But it's more like "heavy ambivale » Continue Reading
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(fit them together later, figure out the words now) its our ten month anniversary since we spilt ways but i know ive seen you behind my back lying to myself gives me comfort and » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
i have the suicide hotline listed as my emergency contact (just below your number) your dignity is stored beneath my bed the red lights are green in your blue eyes (i never forgot the color) icy cold lips and burning hot veins laxatives and benadryl taste like last year ink pen tattoos with a side of permanent (hickeys but change) (used for song 1) vindication ( » Continue Reading
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i used to force myself to forget and now im stuck trying to remember take another breath and read me back again i need to let my feelings out but the wall youve built for me is reinforced steel my scissors cant break me out this time stronger measures must be made i dedicate my songs to you i hear them with your eyes radio knows what i need when im searching through (our texts) again » Continue Reading
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i used to force myself to forget and now im stuck trying to remember its starting to taste like starvation and bleeding again dont make me do it all again ive already went through the game once let me quit this time i have the suicide hotline listed as my emergency contact (just below your number) its our ten month anniversary since we spilt ways but i know ive seen you behind my back » Continue Reading
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i know what i want to say, but i cant get the words out hunger eats me alive from inside out it's a familiar hollowness call me narcissistic because I'm in the center of the universe my attention deprivation mirrors the one of your longing don't call me hypocritical if you can't handle the shame these are familiar beginnings of resetting the time I swore I don't count the hands on my » Continue Reading
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the sour flavor fills his mouth of sodium nitrate and repulsion the justification of repurposed words never tasted so bitter sweet like incidents and sour like apologies when pouring out your heart for inclusion knowing nothing else fills that void expect for sweet situational irony regretfully recognize the hollowness that invades as you remind me whos at fault its mine and we both know who's re... » Continue Reading
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regretfully recognize the hollowness that invades as you remind me whos at fault its mine and we both know who's responsible for it its mine stop reminding me that its mine the sour flavor fills his mouth of sodium nitrate and repulsion the justification of repurposed words never tasted so bitter sweet like incidents and sour like apologies when pouring out your heart for inclusion knowing » Continue Reading
Category: Writing and Poetry
as i see how torn my finger tips become i recall how the present wont shift but while streets burn i find home in something i cant remember tell me whos to blame and ill help point fingers but misconstrued vomiting is words that fall for you layers of skin the razor shaves off just how you take off our days you cna pretend they dont occur but erasing a calender is irony » Continue Reading
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