kinsey_koalla

invalid_text body { background-color:ffffff; background-image:url('http://ly.fdots.com/cc/c9/8c812a99ae390d96986a43334331e56e.png'); background-position:center center; background-repeat:repeat; background-attachment:scroll; invalid_text Love me, or Hate me. I couldn't care less. All of the haters please know you're loved All of the wannabes please know you're right All of the fans please know you're thought of All of the look-a-likes please know I want you in my bed I love seeing my pictures being used as someone elses On countless online profiles. If playing pretend is what gets you off I can't think of a more satisfying role then Yours truely If I were you I'd want to be me too. Send Me message after Message, Comment after Comment Just so I can reply to the one I actually look at with "[notso]Sorry...Ive forgotten your name already." But it doesn't matter; you're all the same. I already know how fucking amazing I am Can't any of you try and be the least bit original [ofcoursenot]. Then theres the ones that can't Shut The Fuck Up About how much I supposedly hate you. Dont feel special enough to be singled out as hated by me Because your not even close to good enough. Now stop me if im wrong [dontyoudare] Maybe if you stopped trying to carve yourself Into my fucking fake image You would be able to realize That perfection like me is obtained only by realizing The superficial world of today can go fuck itself. Because Strags Dont[wont] understand Superficiality and the one labeled Faggot is Bliss. [orwillthey?] Here is some advise: Stop Bitching. Stop claiming your razor blade as your best friend. Quit the addictive sedative Meth (no one likes you any more[onlyless] because of it.) Shove your finger down your throat //3 times a day //21 times a week //84 times a month. ....Your Welcome I walk into a room only to realize Everyone stopped to look. To look at the guy With the stereotypical bulimia beauty pagent body. The one who doesn't need to be reminded he looks better than you. Complete version ^filename::: Kinsey[downloadable]. Just do identical to the person before you. Click the link download the Person you break up into lines before school, that guy you fill your dirty syringe with. The one who forces you into that state of euphoria Every time he crosses your mind. A sweet escape I am your drug of choice. I like laying on floors where they left me After the soft shards of glass castrated through my brains Creating the reality I so desperately long for. I love it. I love it more than all of the fake personality You keep trying to feed me. I love it more than having your girlfriend[boyfriend] In my bed at night. I love it more than taking your book and burning the cover to ashes [becauseitsallfake] I almost love it more than proving the fact that I am bigger [better] without a word spoken. I'm better because I Destroy expensive things. Things that mean nothing more to me than the air I breathe. Its just there until it is all chopped down And left an empty field of broken limbs. Just like you. With my truth finally slipping out In your one last gasping breathe. Me Vs You The difference? Who lays on the floor and loves it? not caring about who might catch me suffering. This is just another moment that you weren't there. Vanity lays on the floor Broken mirror Cracked fingernail polish. This is Vanity's God. This is me. As is Read the all hate mail I can't help but smile. I have come to realize Nothing is perfect [byyourstandards] In a world where everyone is fake and being real is ugly. If I murdered my "fake" face My "fake" color My "fake" Style And my "fake" accessories Next rid of my "fake" rep "Fake" image "fake" personality And "fake" self. Then, would I finally be real? ::A(nswer):: =NO. I'm not real. You're not real. [getoverit] If you really want to know more about me Ask anyone who has never actually met me, but might claim otherwise. Don't Read all of this and think I am just a Xcore[biggerthanyou]Ass Hole because that is bullshit I am just fighting back. Society isn't going to chew me up and spit me out like it did the rest of you, at least not without everyone who's anyone knowing my name. once upon a time I let them take advantage and I'm not gonna fucking put up with it anymore [toobadhuh?] You wish you could walk all over me. Hurt me. [inmorewaysthatone] I am your crawling suicide scar The Fucking Scene Dream. [blowmeandgetthefuckoverit]



I don't want to meet people that that foolishly attempt to get my attention by staring or glancing. i don't want to get to know the many people that follow me then quickly walk away once i turn around i don't want to make friends with people that sit[stand] near me and wait for me to instigate the relationship. i don't want to see the people that keep showing up wherever i am praying that we will share that rare connecting moment i don't want to put my guy in the same catagory with the ones that say "i like your style/hair/shoes/jacket/make-up" and then cant come up with anything to follow i don't want to respond the all of the people that randomly start talking to me i want someone to come up beside me and keep walking as if we know each other and started together from point [a] and coincidentally both end up at point [b] i want someone who will walk with me, keeping up no matter what, without thinking twice or asking "where". i want someone who just says the few words i want to hear, [the end] i want someone who understands that silence is + because smalltalk is shit and neither of us care anyway. I want someone who can simply walk. Because before you speak you know nothing more of a person than their physicality. How they carry them self, the look on their face, the way they step skip stumble and .stop. How they cross a street with traffic near and how they get through a crowd. If they look both ways. If they breathe through their mouth or their nose. The things you always learn later when the friend or person mattered, because by then we were past all your me me me i'll listen just so i can talk. Because by then you cared. Because you were comfortable enough to continue without talking. That is all i want. Because i don't want to know[hear] about your life until I am comfortable, not the other way around. It should always be that way. Too bad no one does that