He's won 16 medals all together, 14 of which are gold. He rocks


i've wonshow me your "love" , tell me your lies, it's the way that we live, it's the reason we die.i've won
cut open my heart, just throw it away, it's already dead, you've no reason to stay.
slice open my skin; amazing addiction, your love for me was a wonderful friction.
but now i can breathe, the air tastes so clean, i can easily act like, by me, you're not seen.
i'm okay now, it's all well and done, this trip was a thrill, and now i have won.


fallstanding on the edge of a cliff, your heart races tofall
the beat of another tribe's drum.nobody's watching,
nobody's stoping you, so free-fall into the dark waters of heartache as your blood flows, outside the vein again. and those crystalized tears dance down your silken cheek, and there's noone to wipe them away. and the adrenaline
rush, it's too much, and over the edge those drums
push you.
and the fall is when you're alive for the first time in months. the wind rushing past, it's so wonderful. an you close your eyes, and you're in his arms again, breathing his skin and to


walkslice me up, pull me open, and read me like a book, if you know the languagewalk
my heart screams to you.
swe me up, tape me shut, and walk away again, if you can bear to see my face and the scars you left on me.
wake me up, shake me hard, and you'll have to
scream to wake me from
this terrifying nightmare you star in.
help me up, hold my hand, and let's take a walk.


fiary talesonce upon a time, i lived a fiary tale life. you were my only prince charming. but the wicked witch has given you the poison apple, and like a magnet, it's drawn you to the ugly step-sister.fiary tales
i feel i need to prove myself to you, but how?
i have to hide my feelings away. my magic carpet ride is over. this man has now turned into a beast. and i have to realize, the colors of the wind are chasing me away from you for a reason. and me, not sleeping beauty, more like sleeping damsel-in-destress.
yours is the only kiss that will wake me.
but your lips are captured by false words. that glass


Last NightI WokeLast night I woke up with Your name on my lips Like the taste of Secondhand Pomegranate Lip Gloss or cheap bourbon The morning after.Last NightI Woke
I lit a cigarette and then put it out on my hand Thought the better of it and
relit it because I figured No reas


Cuttingrazor blade razor blade where art tho? sliding across creating a gougeCutting
I'm hiding, I'm cutting the razors my friend it helps take away the pain that I'm in
making the rivers run red and drip down these are my tears crying? what's that? I forgot how
it's not suicide I'm after just carving a release was that a typo? all I want is some peace
tell the voices to shut up will they ever go away? to satisfy them this is the price I must pay
slashing my arms and cutting my flesh creating
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"i'd like to have you murdered, but i'm too tired. and lazy."
"i wish i could just hug you all, but i'm not guna."
rest in peace Layne and Kurt <3
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when I told you that I didn't want you,
it was the very blackest kind of blasphemy.
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"i'd like to have you murdered, but i'm too tired. and lazy."
"i wish i could just hug you all, but i'm not guna."
rest in peace Layne and Kurt <3
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