

dachau.i remember what i saw that day when it rained as i walked where the doomed walked felt their solemn souls surround me and that day as tears filled my eyes i made an unspoken vow never to forget what my overwhelmed eyes saw the coldness in my bones drenched in rain and sorrow and i'll never forget those words "denket daran, wie wir hier starben" and those fateful gated letters -dachau.
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i cried for those whose eyes were closed too early and i promise to remember what i saw that day when it rained.


alcohol.and it's a punch in the chest like the mouthful of long island iced tea he made me swallow that crazy night across the sea. but what i see now burns longer and hotter than any alcohol maybe it was all the memories rushing back when i discovered my first love was really over me. if i asked you, you'd blame the sauce for your promiscuity. and i know i've no right to be jealous you're not mine anymore and all the nights we spent sober must have meant more than this. and i know our drunken escapades are much different i giggle and dance and bouncalcohol.


breaking the symmetry.humans are symmetrical - or at least we start out that way. we are born flawless, equal on both sides and perfect. over time, accidents mar our flesh and create an uneven surface. then again, some of these markings are not so accidental. some of us bear self-inflicted scars, fleshborne memories of releasing our internal pain through physical. perhaps we begin our time on earth with symmetrical minds as well. there are those who scar their brains through similar self-injury, those who know physical pain can be achieved without leaving telltale marks on their skin. their minds bear the scars of the memories. maybe it is those who have nothing ebreaking the symmetry.


china dollappearance is a big part of the façade. there is no rush when in comes to creating the image of perfection. she must be certain the face is flawless and smooth, features perfectly enhance. the eyes are large and defined, striking color against the pale perfection of the skin. rimmed in ebony and highlighted with chocolate brown, they appear brighter and bluer than ever before. the cheeks are candy pink with the look of one out in the cold. full, pouty lips are finished with gloss, allowing their luscious pink perfection to come to a climax. the lips part to reveal perfectly straight white teeth, neither too large nor too small. not a hair ischina doll
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