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Tastes Like Bandaids (I'm too elitist for you.)

Member #148504 created: 2005-07-16 03:27:54Simple URL:   

Name: Al Dufresne



Beetles crawled under the butcher's skin, scurrying for the blood on his hands.

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I am far too self absorbed to be bothered
by the likes of you
To care at all about the men who fathered
a reality so untrue

Give me a reason to take pity on you
For waitin too long
To see the effects of a hell we've been to
How it feels so wrong

Shut up, be still, anywhere away from me
I don't wanna hear
About your global warming, guns and greed
Feeding into fear

You won't do a thing and we both know this
Why do you pretend?
Go cry to somebody else, 'cuz the thing is
I can't wait
for this to end

Time is Water and Water is Path Forming. It grows Trees, and every living human has a Tree inside of them.

Got a thing for green tea, black coffee, and anything pumpkin scented.

Have a black kitten that Ash named Maverick, tis cute.

UPDATE TIME! Said black kitten died of liver failure, sadly.

My favorite Book - Count of Monte Cristo

Favorite Band - Mindless Self Indulgence

Hair - Red

Eyes - Yellowy Blue

Skin - Pale, yes... Quite 'nods'

Life has always been a passing scene
enacted by dangerous ingrates
People who don't see their own worth
and those who do
generally aren't worth half as much as they think

Freeze frame it, I can't see it
the spot that makes me cold, ill
For what I've done
I'm still waiting for the finishing point
I carved my own path to a fitting future

Here in the cold dank streets of
nowhere important
Life isn't so dull.. I have my fun, my work
They talk of me, all the time
They even tell me in person, like I didn't already know

Some say they'll be catching me soon
They've never been so off course
Leather Apron is all I have to say on that subject
I don't butcher, I work
It's my hobby, a joy only I can attain

Why I do it, I suppose it ties to my childhood
the way most things do
And why I rub it in everyone's face
Truly deeply inside, just for jollies

You could say I manage a rather serious infestation
The very creatures that tear families apart
My own mother
Anything that makes a living so cruel
Deserves a fate equally cruel

As you know, I'm not terrible about it
A quick slit of the throat, the fun comes later
I can't help myself really
I just get so caught up in it, I loose track
of time of reality

Before you know it, one more is gone
A job well done, I like to think
I'll taunt with letters just because I can
And they'll see who's really in control
Confidentially, I fear it isn't myself

But once you start, you can't go back
and I wouldn't want to
I'll write in blood, and for convenience red ink
I find it funny, it completes a point mere words could not
Despite accidentally staining my gloves with it
Of course nobody noticed, so I got away

Still. As usual. Naturally.

I did meet one who wasn't like them
So it appeared, a real sight to behold
How someone like myself took so long to find out
I really don't know
But all the same, I enjoyed her

Flaming hair and singing voice
She wore green best I'd say, and so I have
Humans are connected, even the worst of us
Nobody had a clue, yet they shied from my gaze
I wonder why she didn't

Charmed, almost, by it

Innapropriate as it was, I allowed her to touch
Running soft little fingers through my hair
speaking the bizarre way Irish girls do
I took it in and did no more than that
I caught myself thinking of 'work' again

Wouldn't you know it, she was one of them
This girl had been so close, in my home
Touching me
She was a whore
She thought it smart to tell me in her bedroom, actually

I'm not entirely sure why I reacted at the time
Can't say I'm even aware of how it fit together
What I was thinking
This bothers me just a little bit, to lose myself so easily
She's dead too, anyhow
I'm not proud to say I skipped on work

This time, I did butcher.

This hasn't been beneficial to speak of
It's nonsensical ramblings bouncing off one another
Changing nothing
I'll always be alone, and not entirely regretful for it

I could blame it on them, or even myself
I'm letting it go after all this time because I'm free to do so
Dead history, you know
I can still smile and think of my loving father

He'd always said women were trouble.

Age: 19Year of birth: 1990Month of birth: 12Day of birth: 21

Gender: both

Fantasy race personality: Human

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Place of living: Canada - British Columbia

Town: Nanaimo

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Elftown crew wannabe: Yes

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Other interests
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Civil status: single

Sexual preference: both sexes

Body shape: fit

Height: 168

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