(Source: sh0elaces, via suckerrfish)
Jack Bauer Power Hour
-The names Keifer
-Illinoisan
-Left Handed
-Aspiring Marvel Comics artist/inker
-Writer like no other
-Electronica / IDM musician
-Ask Me Stuff -Submit Me Stuff
-Illinoisan
-Left Handed
-Aspiring Marvel Comics artist/inker
-Writer like no other
-Electronica / IDM musician
(Source: antichr1st, via suckerrfish)
The painting I did the last couple weeks of school
“Amy Winehouse And the Pepto Bismol Flavored Spam Murders”
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2Forecasts Call For Thunderstorms
“Forecasts Call For Thunderstorms”
So this is capsular form happiness
Still I’m crying from the holes in my pores
Why do I feel like pulling the blinds shut?
And barricading up these doors?
It’s raining
It’s pouring
But only within these walls
The forecast claims that these black clouds
Will condense the sky and fall
Something’s definitely wrong with this air
It’s messing up these hormones
Wanting to unplug my fm alarm clock
And disconnect any cellular phones
It’s breaking
It’s taking
The sanity if any really remains
My bed sheets and dark linen blankets
Block sunshine on dripping glass panes
Depression embeds under my nails
Feeble and worthless a room stripped bare
Alls torn to hell from a hurricane storm
But the white of walls stand out from despair
It’s leaving
It’s clearing
The northern cold front of my sorrow
Search the Channel 9 News Weather Station
And await the forecasts for tomorrow
(Source: stopthisgirl, via forever-always-ends-anyway)
Nicoteenagers
“Nicoteenagers”
Following her trails of footprints
Clearly laid out in the snow
Where they lead will just bring anger
Once she finds out what I know
Can’t understand how this could happen
How could she manage to fall asleep
Knowing she’s been taking me for granted
And twisting every word I speak
So don’t act like I didn’t try
When I’ve been on your side this whole time
And if it’s worth the fight
Then I’d stay close by
But don’t ever tell me I didn’t try
I never planned for the worst to happen
Never braced for the moment of impact
And though I’m alive and barely breathing
Nevertheless I’m not intact
This is the first but not the worst
There’s oceans more I must confess
Cause if I fought for peace and not the warfare
Then I wouldn’t need this Kevlar so close to my chest
You can act like you don’t know me
I still see the pain caused in your eyes
From every encounter in the hallways
Everyday till mid-July
But I kinda love that fucked up feeling
Knowing you’re so uncomfortable
Revenge is bittersuite seven days a week
And he’s looking irresistible
