I absorb all your worthless drivel
I feed on the constant cascade of clutter
Jamming the flow of my feed
Your every word means everything to me
Eyes like vacuums, sucking up all existing data
Always vigilant, instantly refreshing
Revealing brand new information
Soaked up, meticulously filed away
Never to be referenced again
What I like, I share
What I hate, I condemn
My responses inconsequential
My convictions superficial
Life passes me by
As I stare intently into the glowing screen
Eyes like vacuums, sucking up all existing data
Your day described in a 140 character-space 
I cannot remember the last time I saw your face
Viral? I’ve seen it
And I’m already onto the next one
Bored? There’s an app for that
From the creators of angry birds
Eyes like vacuums, sucking up all existing data
Updating at the speed of light
Dying at the speed of life
Just short of 10,000 likes
Post this on my blog

(via scootscootboot)

To you I offer this sacrifice of flesh
A physical representation of my former lusts
A portrait of my deep desire
The animal pent up in my bones
Seeking release
She breathes still, her life not yet extinguished
Shuddering with fear
Filled with confusion

Before you now, with her limbs tied and bound
I defy my temptation
I proclaim these urges null
Her fate is to burn
In effigy, in sacrifice
This is my love, this is my passion
Burning for you
I stand solemn and present to you
Her body scorching in the blaze
For which I destroyed such a great gift
I now cast down into the pyre
My lusts here sacrificed for your eternal love

(via isawyourworldfallapart)

Saying life is this square of the sidewalk
We are born at one crack and dead at the other
We now find ourselves inside this square
In the process of walking out of it
And all of a sudden, we realize
Our time here is fleeting
Are our experiences here pointless?
Anything and everything we say or do
Does it really matter?
Has anything we’ve done been important?
Have we been happy?
Have we made the most of these precious few footsteps?

(via colder-than-ever)

(Source: theunderclass, via colder-than-ever)

Always looking over my shoulder
Misconstruing shadows
My forehead beads with sweat
I’m grinding my teeth, but the worst has yet to come
It’s all in my head, I can’t get caught
It’s all in my head, I won’t be found out
Paranoia is keeping me up at night
Suffocating under the weight of this shame
My neck tightens, I lay still
I desperately search for the will
Convulsing now, eyes blood red
I can’t get this thought out of my head
It’s all in my head, I can’t get caught
It’s all in my head, I won’t be found out
Put the cuffs on my wrists
I’m as good as dead
Lock the door, throw away the key
Put the cuffs on my wrist
The verdict is read
The gavel is pounded
I have been found
Guilty

(via witchtanic)