Album to fic, Billy Talent's album Dead Silence
There's another world parallel to this one, full of monsters and nightmares. And I'm their king.
I'll take everything away from you. Your sight, your hearing, your senses of smell and taste, your facial features, even your mind.
This is just a short description of the monster in my nightmares not too sure what to rate it...
An unpredictable, beautiful killer. The perfect combination.
A tentative lick tastes like copper. Blood.
There are 3 rules in Murder Club 1) You can't kill other members of Murder Club. 2) Everyone takes turns picking the victim. 3) If you get caught, you don't squeal about Murder Club.
Caleb wants to end it. But ending his life may lead to a fate worse then living.
You may know me, you may not know me. But goodbye to you all.
My life has been going down hill and right now all I want to do is escape. This is basically why. Rated R for themes
Some voices are louder than others. (I wrote this at like 3am. I'm not sure what it's all about. But, it scared me. So, here.)
Nightmares never seemed so beautiful
Just something short that was inspired by System of a Down's 'Chop Suey'.
You were always my fallen angel...
a girl, her subconscious, a mirror, a pill.