doubly posted young thing.

forgive her, she's no good.

it's unbelievable how

as the day passes I am feeling more morose

"i have a defective daughter here I would lie exchange for someone more polite" my mother's thoughts I'm sure at this moment in time.

ugh and as the years go.

halogen heart ii

reiterate what I used to say
when nights were young and whispers of betrayal
were merely playful suggestion.
[don't wander that way, it's too close to the dark]

don't taste what he brings you in pretty packages
madness will surely follow and we don't want that now
[you follow what I say because...because I know best]

"poetry is escape art
and escape art is trickery
and trickery is necessity
and necessity is irrelevant, just like me." [inspiration... corgan the inner recesses of his mind]

do you have the time baby do you
increase the suffering by slitting wrists and all sorts of teenaged things; i'm so bored as a drone.

i can't even see you (when do i ever)
and this has no relevance to what it did before
(it started with a dream, it was all a dream)

this is shadow, this is rain

cheers to never feeling the same.

and we are nowhere, nothing, shadows in the corridor, skeletons sipping tea in the parlor.

and I really was beautiful once. oh honest. why am i always cold and why do my feet ache and why do i feel like i am going blind am i going blind?

dirty girl shameful girl nothing girl

and i hope she drowns

bound to be sick to her stomach with goodness

well then just stop. really you don't have to do it but if you're going to complain DON'T EVEN FUCKING BOTHER.

quit while you're still ahead, it's not that difficult. and the world subsides and the world subsides and all i feel is emptiness. and why do you ask me questions i can't answer?

I am chilled all the time. i don't want to be here. I want to crawl in bed and finish the job because i have already died inside.

"because i'm in love with my sadness" (corgan from the pages of his mind).

and you're all so materialistic god it's sickening. I once said that I couldn't hate anyone. That isn't true, because i can hate myself

I wish to stop eating because I want to see what happens. it starts today. it starts today. (but I know what happens and I don't care it's different for everyone can't you see)

i can do this
wish me luck
i am [not] brave

yes. so.

boys like girls and boys like boys and girls like boys and girls like girls and is there really an inbetween?

girls like boys and girls boys like girls and boys.

I'm a boy. no. i wish sometimes to be a boy for just a day. what's so damn great huh?