it hasn't been that long since we drank to the sunset, until it was gone. and down with it went our pain and fear, as we slowly broke contact more and more, with every beer. and we passed out in each other's arms, both admitting we'd never felt better. never felt so warm. but awoke in each other's eyes, without wearing a stitch of clothing. we were both deeply in disguise. and maybe i just set aside the fact that you were broken hearted. in my own special selfish way. and if i hadn't set aside the fact that you were broken hearted. hell knows where your heart would be today. maybe with me. it seems like it's been so long since we kissed through the darkness, until it was dawn. up with it came our pain and fear that we'd already lost each other. we both knew that the end was near. maybe i just set aside the fact that you were broken hearted. in my own special selfish way. and if i hadn't set aside the fact that you were broken hearted. hell knows where your heart would be today. maybe with me. maybe with me.



you've taken the last of me
the guise of your innocence shall not protect you from the wake of my wrath
you've taken the last of me
blame the end on yourself
you deserve each tear that falls
scratch out your eyes and the blood will drown you in red
and I will leave you for dead
a lovely evening draped in regret
the shadow of justice now engulfs you
as cold hands reap the pain they've sewn
you've taken the last of me
blame the end on yourself
you deserve each tear that falls
scratch out your eyes and the blood will drown you in red
and I will leave you for dead
a lovely evening draped in regret... forever gone
the taste of your death replaced the smell of your breath
a lovely evening draped in regret
suffocate your will to live with my pain
you were so easily seduced by greed
you could never feel my calloused hands closing around your throat
taste your loss
wake into the nightmare that has become our love
may your screams never cease
you've taken the last of me







Take your wings outside you can't fly in here
Besides a purple sky is better soaring for you my angel
You're angel you little devil
As for me I'll stay inside
I'll be just fine and I'll watch from the window
Cannot categorize the nature of this sickness
a miracle that you're alive
Stuck to the roof of my mouth with a staple
And we say goodbye and go underground
Or up towards the sky, up in smoke, burnt down to size
At least we're still friends
At least we're still alive
Take your wings outside
No use for them in here
Bad luck to open inside work like umbrellas, like a broken mirror
It's getting clearer
The end is closer than ever before and you'll want nothing more
Then your head hits the floor and you're lost in the darkness
And we say goodbye and go underground
Or up towards the sky
Up in smoke, burnt down to size
At least we're still friends
At least we're still alive
And we say goodbye and go underground.
Or up towards the sky, Up in smoke, burnt down to size
At least we're still friends
At least we're still alive






Take your wings outside you can't fly in here
Besides a purple sky is better soaring for you my angel
You're angel you little devil
As for me I'll stay inside
I'll be just fine and I'll watch from the window
Cannot categorize the nature of this sickness
a miracle that you're alive
Stuck to the roof of my mouth with a staple
And we say goodbye and go underground
Or up towards the sky, up in smoke, burnt down to size
At least we're still friends
At least we're still alive
Take your wings outside
No use for them in here
Bad luck to open inside work like umbrellas, like a broken mirror
It's getting clearer
The end is closer than ever before and you'll want nothing more
Then your head hits the floor and you're lost in the darkness
And we say goodbye and go underground
Or up towards the sky
Up in smoke, burnt down to size
At least we're still friends
At least we're still alive
And we say goodbye and go underground.
Or up towards the sky, Up in smoke, burnt down to size
At least we're still friends
At least we're still alive









Everything you said to me,
Must've just been a lie.
You told me that you loved me,
Almost every single night.
You told me not even three months later,
That you had changed your mind.
You lied to me about, everything you said.
You made me realize, that this isn't the end.
I don't care that you walked away,
That you left me in the dark.
The memories that I spent with you,
Used to rip open my heart.
But now that I'm without you I can see the truth,
That the world isn't over just cuz I'm not with you.
I used to be,
So miserable and depressed.
I never thought that,
This pain would leave my chest.
But now I've become numb,
And I'm healing more each day.
And now I realized this is better for me.
You lied to me about, everything you said.
You made me realize, that this isn't the end.
I don't care that you walked away,
That you left me in the dark.
The memories that I spent with you,
Used to rip open my heart.
But now that I'm without you I can see the truth,
That the world isn't over just cuz I'm not with you.
Can't you see,
That you ruined all you had.
Can't you see,
That I'm never coming back.
Can't you see,
That what Im saying is real,
Not some stupid lie,
To make you feel what I want you to feel.
You lied to me about, everything you said.
You made me realize, that this isn't the end.
I don't care that you walked away,
That you left me in the dark.
The memories that I spent with you,
Used to rip open my heart.
But now that I'm without you I can see the truth,
That the world isn't over just cuz I'm not with you.









and this one i made for my girlfriend <3

You changed my world with a blink of an eye
That is something that I cannot deny
You put my soul from worst to bestYou just don't know what you have done for me
You even pushed me to the best that I can be
You really are an angel sent from above
To take care of me and shower with love When I'm with you I will not cry even a single a tear
And your touch have chased away all of my fear
You have given me a life that I could live worthwhile
It is even better every time you smile It so magical those things you've made
To bring back my faith that almost fade
Now my life is a dream come true
It all began when I was loved by you Now I have found what I am looking for
It's you and your love and nothing more
Cause you have given me this feeling of contentment
In my life something I've never felt I wish I could talk 'til the end of day
But now I'm running out of things to say
So I'll end by the line you already know
"I LOVE YOU" so much more than what I could show










a bunch of goths were standing outside a club, talking. . . .
I'm so goth, in preschool, the only crayon I used was black. ..
I'm so goth I dyed my belly button black...
I'm so goth my black is blacker than your black. I call it "black black."..
I'm so goth, I don't say "black," I say "blahhwwwkkk."..
I'm so goth, whenever I walk into a room, all the lights go out...
I'm so goth the people in the grocery store have refused to sell me any cereal other than Count Chocula...
I'm so goth people ask me to AUTOGRAPH boxes of Count Chocula...
I'm so goth people touch me and they BECOME goth. They say, "Oh no, now I'm goth!"..
I'm so goth I wear sunglasses when I open the refrigerator...
I'm so goth I don't paint my nails black--I bash them with a hammer...
I'm so goth I died and didn't notice...
I'm so goth, whenever I knock on somebody's door they give me candy...
I'm so goth, I'm not only "goth," but also "gothe" "goff" "gawth" "gauwth" "gothic" "gothik" "gothique" and "gawfickk" and soon I hope to be "gauewthickueu."..
I'm so goth, when I stop pouting, people ask, "What are YOU so happy about?"..
I'm so goth, when I go outside, the sun sets...
I'm so goth the smile muscles in my face have atrophied...
I'm so goth the smile muscles in my face never GREW.. What's a smile? ..
I'm so goth, when I was born, the doctor asked me, "What's with the shades?"..
I'm so goth I say things like "eternally yours in darkness" and "love and darkness" and "may the eternal darkness of the abyss enrapture and enshroud you in its infernal sickly sweet embrace."..
I'm so goth I don't use fabric softener, because I like pain...
I'm so goth I set off airport metal detectors from ten feet away with all my jewelry. ..
I'm so goth I'm the only REAL goth. ..
I'm so goth I smoke cloves in the shower...
I'm so goth a little rain cloud follows me wherever I go and rains on me...
I'm so goth I AM the rain cloud. ..
I'm so goth I'm more goth than anyone else...
I'm so goth I got a tattoo of celtic knotwork starting at the top of my head, winding all the way down my body, and trailing five feet behind me on the floor...
I'm so goth I pierced all my tattoos..
I'm so goth it takes me an hour and a half to get dressed...
I'm so goth it takes me longer to get UNdressed. ..
I'm so goth I'm dead...
I'm so goth I think electrical tape is a fashion accessory. ..
I'm so goth, in preschool, all my drawings were titled, "DEATH."..
I'm so goth, in high school, all my papers were titled, "DEATH."..
I'm so goth I slather on spf 45 before I open the refrigerator...
I'm so goth I wore corsets in preschool...
I'm so goth I wonder if my dog's collar would look better on me...
I'm so goth I KNOW my dog's collar looks better on me...
I'm so goth I stole my dog's collar...
I'm so goth, when I was born, I asked for a light for my clove...
I'm so goth I ate a Happy Meal . . . because I like to live dangerous. ..
I'm so goth little kids are mesmerized by my appearance.. I'm so goth parents leg their kids when they see them mesmerized by my appearance. ..
I'm so goth I've been banned. ..
I'm so goth nobody understands me, especially when I say, "the boom boom like shockalocka!!! . .flibbaflobba!!!" ..
I'm so goth I don't take my medications, so I can be more goth. ..
I'm so goth, when I was born the doctor slapped me and I didn't cry. ..
I'm so goth I make flowers wilt. ..
I'm so goth I like them better that way...
I'm so goth I punched a care bear. ..
I'm so goth I think saying "oh my goth" is cute. ..
I'm so goth, when I smile people ask me what's wrong. ..
I'm so goth little old ladies in walkers cross the street to insult me. ..
I'm so goth I keep getting hit on by necrophiliacs! ..
I'm so goth I rooted for Gargamel...
I'm so goth I practice my blank stare in the mirror. ..
I'm so goth that when I moved into Mr. Roger's neighborhood, he moved away! ..
I'm so goth I have carpal tunnel syndrome from constantly putting the back of my hand to my forehead...
I'm so goth that whenever I walk into a room, you hear "Toccata and fugue in D minor."..
I'm so goth I listen to The Sisters of Mercy and Bauhaus simultaneously at midnight in a graveyard sitting in a pentagram surrounded by candles . . . and oh, there's a full moon . . . and then I die. And then I come back to life. And then I die again . . . tragically. .
. I'm so goth I have actually seriously uttered the phrase, "the darkest dark of the dark darkness." ..
I'm so goth I tried to use Cheer . . . it cried...
I'm so goth, when I'm sleeping people come and check my pulse...
I'm so goth I don't have a pulse...
I'm so goth I know what pvc stands for...
I'm so goth the people at the suicide hotline have asked me to stop calling. ..
I'm so goth I'm catholic. ..
I'm so goth nuns and priests resent me because I look cooler in black than them...
I'm so goth tan lines are a sin...
I'm so goth I was adopted by the Addams family...
I'm so goth people keep asking me if I feel okay...
I'm so goth the dark is scared of ME...
I'm so goth I know how to spell Siouxsie & The Banshees correctly...
I'm so goth I . . . wear . . . my . . . sunnnnnglasses at night (sung with a Corey Hart pout)...
I'm so goth I became a fisherman, just so I could use fishnets. ..
I'm so goth I want to die die die my hair black. ..
I'm so goth I'm on the second stage of aloof . .I'm "bloof." ..
I'm so goth I sleep UNDER my bed. ..
I'm so goth, Robert Smith asked ME for my autograph...
I'm so goth I got a 12-pack of absinthe. ..
I'm so goth I don't eat gummy bears, I eat "glummy bears."..
I'm so goth I spend every waking moment, every breath, in contemplation of Goth. The totality of my being is at one with the essence of Goth...
I'm so goth I dot my i's with frowny faces...
I'm so goth I call a smile a "concave frown."..
I'm so goth that when I was a toddler, I didn't cry over spilled milk, I MOURNED it. ..
I'm so goth my skin would catch on fire if it were ever exposed to sunlight. ..
I'm so goth I make Happy Meals cry. ..
I'm so goth I spend hours deciding what shade of black to wear. ..
. My grandmother is so goth she uses gothballs. ..
I'm so goth I shower with bleach instead of soap. ..
I'm so goth I have a fishnet umbrella...
I'm so goth I always complain because my blacks don't match...
I'm so goth that bats hang little plastic me's from their ceiling...
I'm so goth that if I go out in the sunlight with bare skin showing, people have to put on shades because of the reflection off my pale skin...
I'm so goth I have to wear sunglasses and sunscreen to look on the bright side...
I'm so goth that lightning strikes whenever I count things. MUH-HA-HA-HA!..
I'm so goth that in kindergarten I sang "woe, woe, woe your boat..."..
I'm so goth I have crushed velvet lawn chairs...
I'm so goth I'm a flying buttress. ..
I'm so goth that colors fade away when I am nearby...
I'm so goth I only eat things that are burnt, because. they're black..
I'm so goth, when I was little, I thought funeral processions were parades...
I'm so goth I make rainbows frown...
I'm so goth my clothes are made of dark matter...
I'm so goth I tried to be a hippie once and hugged a tree--and it died...
I'm so goth, when our teacher told us to write the declaration of independence, I wrote the declaration of sindependence...
I'm so goth I sleep with my hands crossed on my chest...
I'm so goth, crucifixes shudder when I walk by...
I'm so goth I changed my name to Count Darque Wintyr Nyght Rayn Ravyn...
I'm so goth I don't have a name. I'm just "goth."..
I'm so goth all I do is sit around and talk about how goth I am...
I'm so goth I always use the word "goth" instead of "got."..
I'm so goth every sentence I say has the word "goth" in it...
I'm so goth I'm the only person who understands what goth REALLY is, and I'm not telling you!..










There was once a guy who was very much in love with a girl. He folded 1,000 pieces of paper cranes as a gift to her. Although at that time he was just a small fry in his company and his
future didn't seem too bright he was contented with what he had.. for he was in love.. and they were both happy together..
Until one day, this girl told him she was going to leave the country for Paris and try to live a new life there with no intention of returning back. She also told him that she cannot visualize any future for both of them because he was poor and he had no dreams. He couldn't believe what he just heard and couldn't help but cry. She was his dream, his love, his friend.. she was his everything..
Just when he thought he had it all he gets to experience the true side of the world.. with all it's misery in it..
But love is being able to accept the truth no matter how it hurts.. She broke his heart and yet he still loves her..
Days have passed, months have gone by and yet his feelings for her has always stayed the same..
He worked hard night and day to put his mind off the past..
He wanted to prove her wrong about the fact that he has no dreams.. he can be somebody someday..
Finally with all the hard work and help from his friends, he was able to build his own company..
One rainy day, while he was driving along the highway, he saw an old couple sharing an umbrella in the rain while heading to some destination. It didn't take him a while to recognise them for they seemed familiar to him.. they were his girl's parents..
He drove back to them.. slowly.. to show them how his life has changed. how successful he has become.. he's got his own car, house, company.. he's got it all..
But what he saw next confused him. The couple were heading to a cemmetery. Out of impulse he went out of the car and followed them.
She was there.. his heart pounded so fast for he couldn't believe what he was seeing.. He felt the warmth of his tears thrickling down his cheeks.. He was crying in the rain..
He saw his girl's photograph smiling sweetly at him.. from her tombstone.. next to the paper cranes he once gave her.
Her parents felt his presence and looked back at him. Out of confusion he asked them why.. and how did all this happend..
She did not leave for Paris for she was ill with cancer, it was her cliché. She believed that he will make it someday and she didn't want to be his obstacle. All she ever wanted was to be with him.. but she chose to leave him to spare him from her suffering and frustrations..
Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to,
doesn't mean they don't love you at all.
She wanted
her parents to put his paper
cranes beside her, because, if the day
comes when fate brings him near to her again... he will remember how much she loved him and how much he meant to her...
Once you have loved someone, you will always love her.. forever. For what's in your mind and heart will remain forever.
He cried in silence and whispered... "I thought I almost had it all.. now i know what was missing.. you.."










Love is a slow kiss goodnight, It's anticipation.
Love is flirting ourtageously and still remembering that the person at your side is not obligated to do anything, It's respect.
Love is an imperfection in your self not bothering you, it's acceptance.
Love is passing up an opportunity because the time isn't right yet, It's patience.
Love is a back massage that starts above the hairline and ends around the insoles, it's exploration.
Love doesn not have to say, "lets make love," because you know what the other person wants, it understands.
Love is being given an honest chance to say no when you thought you were committed, it's consideration.
Love is both of you remembering protection, it's responsibility.
Love is saying the perfect phrase to make a solemn embrace dissolve into giggles, it's humor.
Love is being told "stop and i'll kill you." It's desire.
Love is reviewing the damge to your living room and realizing personal effects are strewn in a clockwise pattern from the front door the to bedroom, it's abandonment.
Love is seeing what your love really looks like for the first time, it's truth.
Love is knowing what time it is and not caring, it's joy.
Love is the arms around you tightening their embrace, it's ecstacy.
Love is seeing a new side of a person you thought you knew, it's renewal.
Love is telling a person if you have to leave, you will let them sleep, and being told they would rathr be woken, it's tenderness.
Love is waking up to find the subject of the dream you were having asleep on your shoulder, it's where fantasy meets reality.
Love is being there to wake your lover slowly, it's sensuousness.
Love belatedly knows why you bothered to buy a queen-sized bed three years ago, it's practicality.
Love is two people only taking up a third of a queen-sized bed, it's closeness.
Love knows you gave the extra set of keys to your apartment to the right person, its trust.
Love is saying good-bye and knowing you will be back by mutual consent, its faith.
Love is stretching your arms and discovering the real meaning of the word "sore" it's a lesson in human frailty.
Love is opening your medicine cabinet finding your tube of toothpaste turned into a prezel, it's adaptation.
Love is sitting at the window, looking out and remembering who you were with the night before, it's reflection.
Love is hearing the weather forecast for a winter storm and wishing you could spend it in bed with your lover, it's loneliness.
Love is stories that will never be told, it's personal.











just throw it back, for one more night
on a starlit and moonstruck night
the ground did fold and eat us both
but all my love i did devote
beneath the rafters the angels sing
spinning violence and playing with my heart
these scars i carved for you to see
and my heart it now breaks
and the blood spilled down your spine
lost inside another crash
the bones i had turned into ash
the world did cry, the night you died
and I am no good at suicide
beneath the rafters the angels sing
spinning violence and playing with my heart
these scars i carved for you to see
and my heart it now breaks
and the blood spilled down your spine
and i lost what was mine and i want what was mine
my heart now it always breaks the blood did drip and i did take
and i lost another wish another kiss no more will for me to kill
what was mine wed run away in our dismay but please come back to me