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for a minute there [10 Feb 2009|03:05am]
Karma police, arrest this girl, her hitler hairdo, is making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party
This is what you get, this is what you get
This is what you get, when you mess with us
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[12 Dec 2008|11:11am]
Ah, you think you have the ways of a woman, you think you are wise to the world, but you are but a mewling, puking child, clawing out at any hand, even the ones that offer help.
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[10 Aug 2008|11:01pm]
Today was an anniversary for us, of sorts. You pretend you've forgotten it, but I see you there in the dark, watching me, thinking you are hidden. Hidden? Your malice stinks from a distance of miles.
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[21 Feb 2007|03:00am]
Intransient shadows, fading away.
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[28 May 2006|05:42pm]
I know you're still out there, watching, waiting, building your paranoia until once again it will burst over the dam and flood your synapses with insanity.

I'm still here too.
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Pants on fire [19 May 2006|07:54pm]
What a little liar you are -- oh, but what a BIG liar you are!

Was it simple spite, or the need to cover your dirty tracks?
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[14 Apr 2006|05:41pm]
A man has many rivers to cross before he can melt a snowball with his bare eyes.
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A Poem for S [21 Sep 2005|12:03am]
Revenge

I shall drink your wine
take away your food,
deprive you of shelter
and dry up your well.
You have hurt me
just once, and must pay
to the distant day
when you manage to give
me the flagon of peace,
only Hemlock will silence
the hatred in me.

by Herbert Nehrlich
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Yesterday [16 Sep 2005|09:41pm]
An absence, diverted by a flow of cold air, drifting away, until it is time to come back.

It is time to come back!

You're not the only spy out there
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[08 Sep 2005|03:58am]
By the Gods, I am completely obsessed with you!
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[07 Sep 2005|09:53pm]
Why is it that the only few people I can tell about you then piss me off by demonstrating that they don't understand at all?

Stupid questions. The question Why? when the answer should be obvious.

Is anyone even awake?
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[04 Sep 2005|08:35pm]
God, why do I find you so very intriguing - I could say, tempting - ?

I want to crawl inside your mind, and open you up.
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lol [31 Aug 2005|09:31pm]
What terrible fun it is! You make me grin like a chicken on crack. How strange that such naivity can be so deliciously uplifting!
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Sometimes the light breaks through [30 Aug 2005|10:20pm]
This morning, this afternoon, a flicker.

I have caught your attention.
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Oh! Stupid! [27 Aug 2005|09:44pm]
Reading back on myself I suddenly realize, of course you don't. What was I fooling myself into thinking for so long? Why -- no, not why -- HOW did I so fool myself?

Of more import, what does this mean? How does it affect the future (-- is there a future?)?

I'm glad I told no one, however it has hurt. It is important to know when to keep the bottle shut and bag locked and weighted.

....What now?
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Wait, what? [27 Aug 2005|05:04pm]
I told you before, Gnôthi Sauton!

It's not my fault if you don't get it. It's not my fault if you don't hear. It's not my fault that everything you do hear, you get so very wrong.

Silver and steel, remember that. You can post all the pretty pictures you like and it doesn't change a thing, inside you're coal.



Got that straight now?
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Nitrous and Oxygen [23 Aug 2005|03:34am]
It's hilarious how giddy I am for you, I tell you it's hilarious.

Other things which are hilarious: you, the other one, have no idea. I'm way better at this game than you are -- either of you. I know the rules and I know how to win. I've been playing it for too long for you to have a hope in hell. I repeat, you have no idea.

5:42, experiment ends.
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M [22 Aug 2005|03:28am]
Tell me, why do I find you such hilarious fun?

Why do these little things you say make me squee with delight?

Perhaps I long to be young and foolish again.
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distortion of reality [14 Aug 2005|09:35pm]
Why do they call them reality shows when they're anything but?

I'd like to see you on Big Brother. That would crack me up.

You're already cracked up.
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[31 Jul 2005|09:22pm]
It's been a long time, and you're still spewing your crap. Amazing.
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