Anywho, another dream...just random I think. I lived in a futuristic world...beautiful buildings, brilliant natural world. Idk, the world was turning dark...something so beautiful was inflicted with a type of curse. W/e it was was mutating the human race into these creatures of the night and there was nowhere to run to. The forest is a tranquil place when it's not covered in darkness.

Artist: Alkaline Trio
Title: This Could Be Love

Ive got a book of matches
Ive got a can of kerosene
Ive got some bad ideas, involving you and me
I don't blame you for walking away
I touch myself at thoughts of flames
I shat the bead and layed there in it
Thinking of you, wide awake for days
Wide awake for days
And I found you tounge tied
My twisted little brain
You couldnt crack a smile
I didnt catch your name
I don't blame you for walking away
Id do the same if I saw me
I swear it's not contagious
Four short steps we can erase this

Step one, slit my throat
Step two, play in my blood
Step three, cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing
Out of the house
Step four, stop at lake michigan and wrinse your crimson hands

You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldnt meet them so you cut off my fingers
One by one
One by one
Im like a broken record
Ive got a needle scratching me
It injects the poison of alchohol iv
I don't blame you for walking away
Id do the same if I saw me
I swear it's not contagious
I swear to God it's not contagious

Step one, slit my throat
Step two, play in my blood
Step three, cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing
Out of the house
Step four, stop at berkley marina and wrinse your crimson hands

You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldnt meet them so you cut off my fingers
One by one

This could be love
(love for fire)
This could be love
(love for fire)
This could be love
For fire, for ever more

Step one, slit my throat
Step two, play in my blood
Step three, cover me in dirty sheets and run laughing
Out of the house
Step four, stop off at pittsburg peir and wrinse your crimson
hands

You took me hostage and made your demands
I couldnt meet them so you cut off my fingers
One by one
One by one
Unknown "My Master" Sparkling - 16 years, 6 months, 4 days ago

Hi World,
It's me...idk, the lil child...
I had a dream about a friend of mine...Tiana.
I'm not sure how it went exactly...I dreamt it a few days ago.
I think we were all dressed up in detective outfits. Kinda like the ones you think of when you think of old detectives. Brown coats, big ol' hats.
I was so excited...jumping around just having a blast. I love unusual places.
This was a hell of a place, a wooden cabin with a staircase that lead down to brilliantly lit flowers and fields. There was something really sad about it however.
Tiana was really serious and well you could feel her heart break 'cos I wasn't...nor was the world. She looked at me and said this meant a lot ot her, but no one takes her nor her world seriously. And my heart almost broke at that moment...and in turn I couldn't help but to hate everyone that was obivious to this thought.

I'd add, but I'm not sure what to... Maybe everyone just needs to be taken seriously every once in a while...

Alkaline Trio
Fatally Yours

Theres no mystery no more
Theres no talking to you
You had other things in store
I guess I felt I was through
I answered every question
As accurately as I could
I dont hear from you no more
But I get the message
Crashed your car through my front door
I pulled you from the wreckage
You told me that you miss me
But you meant with the grill and hood
Youd kill me if you could
If its okay
Ill grab my shit and leave
I wont say one word
Ill keep my tricks up my sleeve
You flew off the handle
You opened fire on me
Put me out, put me out of misery
Im fatally yours
You said bye to me that night
Lit and left me burning
Out of my mind, but in my sight
I saw the tables turning
I had a friend that needed me
Had a wish that wont come true
Now its killing two
If its okay
Ill just grab my shit and leave
I wont say one word
Ill keep my tricks up my sleeve
You flew off the handle
Opened fire on me
Put me out, put me out of misery
Im fatally yours

But not me...I get by being myself.
Unknown "My Master" Sparkling - 16 years, 6 months, 4 days ago

Bayside - Duality

Some days
I get crazed
I don't know why it's all relevant
I'll take deep breaths
And keep control, go on.

I've tried brave
And you've tried to save
I'm proud to keep it bottled up
I think I past my prompt and lost my mind and I'm torn.

No telling what tomorrow holds.
Who let , who let this feeling die, when all I did was try?
Who let, who let this feeling die, I can't get you out of my head, my head.
Your the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive.

Some say
It's all fate
but I say we control our lives
And if my destiny should outbest me then that's fine.
I made believe thrill and apathy don't exist in me fairly equally
but truth is after all I got, call mine.

No telling what tomorrow holds.
No telling what voice takes control.
Who let , who let this feeling die, when all I did was try?
Who let, you let this feeling die, I can't get you out of my head, my head.
And your the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive.

Is there anybody out there (out there)
Is anybody calling (anybody calling)
Woaahh , if what i say is really wrong
Is there anybody out there (out there)
Is anybody calling (anybody calling)
Woooah, if what you say is really wrong.
I'm not in control, things are out of control.

Who let , who let this feeling die, when all I did was try?
Who let, you let this feeling die, I can't get you out of my head, my head.
And your the flame that burns me so I know that I'm still alive.

Okay, I can't help it; I really like this song. I'm definitely going to go see them play this March. No holding me back. March 21, Metro!
Unknown "My Master" Sparkling - 16 years, 9 months, 28 days ago

It's a little past midnight. Today was slightly boring, but eventful I guess for a snowday. I haven't drawn anything for months. I think the last person I drew was Tory and that was while I was still working at On-Time and we had nothing to do but waste time. XD
Anywho, this is a picture of someone I don't really know. It more than likely looks nothing like her so she won't recognize herself in it. XD But I felt like drawing something and for some reason she caught my eye.
>.>
<.<
I'm going to be killed for this! :P
Unknown "My Master" Sparkling - 16 years, 9 months, 28 days ago

I'll get to be lame here. XD

Elizabeth Bartlett -- Dark Angel

Dark angel of the night, you came on folded wings
Secret and silent, bringing sleep. To you belong
The rosemary and poppy, the longed for dream
From which the road turned in its lost beginning.

You have seen the frightened eyes of the city glow
From the Thames, Montmartre and the roofs of Moscow,
And you know how small a kilowatt burns in each
Single, separate room and how each one reaches
At last a diminishing point beyond which none
Can see but you. Night is your hour and with it comes

The inevitable surrender, peaceful or
With clash of arms, with unfulfilled hopes, terrors,
The fingers still clutching at the vanishing day,
The throat strangled by the unuttered word it says,
The ear straining for the unheard response, the thought
Immense in the dark. Only you, dark angel, born

Of our love and pity, speed night's passing feet
Around the earth, on rotating centuries
Across the stars, journeying over the ruins
Of forgotten time since you first left that home
Where the dream began, where the road turned and the sun
Swung in its orbit, bringing you, dark angel, down.

I don't know why I like this one, or why I liked it the first time I read it. I think it's mainly 'cos I can relate to the grace that she's trying to describe. To the string or rush of peaked emotions before finally feeling at peace and forgetting the day's 'play'.
Unknown "My Master" Sparkling - 16 years, 9 months, 28 days ago