

it's addiction it's addiction-it's addiction by ~idroppedmypie
It makes you feel right, makes you feel different. It's the essence of addiction, subtraction, multiplication.
Crying for every time you smile.
Just like its set on fire, sparks fly.
I'll show you my teeth because I'm sure you know that you can't read lies. It's addiction.
Don't murder your words because you fucked up. I'll subtract you, subtract you.
Then I'd choke on my apples, oh the narcissists look for your compliments. They feed on your words. Good or bad, multiplication, multiplication.
Let the wickedness spread like wildfire
Let the beauty rot like the weeds.
Jealousy, jealousy. She'll reach for your neck
Love Lights by *Sortvind

nonexistent people "something's wrong."nonexistent people by *ohsostarryeyed
"what makes you say that?"
"your shirt is white."
"so?"
"so, it's just white. there's nothing on it- no dirt, no ink, no blood."
"i guess you're right."
"then what's wrong?"
"i don't remember how to speak."
"you're talking right now."
"that's irrelevant."
"yeah?"
"yeah. i'm running my mouth but i'm saying nothing. i'm thinking all these things, and can't say them. i'm sitting straight but everything's angled and i think i'm falling when i'm only standing still."
"i think you said that very well."
"then maybe i forgot how to see."
"have you?"
"maybe. i'm missing something. like