The hellsite of d00m3dang3l

my body will float above my bed,
held there with a rope, and like
some summoning ritual fom your
childhood, you'll trace your fingers around
each of my ribs, and you won't
be able to look me in my
eyes for months.

Find no love in flesh, but only weapons
The ones that do the most damage
There is no peace in life, but only in death
In death

-

If I believe good wombs have borne bad sons
Then I have no qualms using my gun
I only love the things that I can hurt
Can hurt

-

Taking baths in all of the bloodshed
From the shards I put into your head
I'll shoot and break my nose from the blow

-

What doesn't kill me makes me wish I was dead
What doesn't kill me makes me wish I was dead

Put you into the carpet

What doesn't kill me makes me wish I was dead

Like a love, it stains

What doesn't kill me makes me wish I was dead

I use these weapons to do the most damage that I can

What doesn't kill me makes me wish I was dead




Lividity - Nicole Dollanganger

i'm not living. i'm just killing time.

I, who write this, love you beyond infinince.
I think about you all the time, how this world would be a better place, If you loved me as I do you.
I have thought you my true love for a long time now, but… well… there was hesitation.
You see I can’t tell if you think of anyone as I do you, & if you did who that would be. Fate put me in need of you, yet this earth blocked that with uncertainties.
I just had to write this to you, the one I truly loved. Please, for my sake, don’t tell anybody about this, as it was only meant for you.
Also, please don’t feel any guilt about my soon-to-be “absence” of this world. It is solely my decision, nobody else’s.
Oh… the thoughts of us… doing everything together, not necessarily anything, just to be together would have been pure heaven.
I guess it’s time to tell you who I am. I was in a class with you 1st semester, & was blessed with being with you in a report. I still remember your laugh. Innocent,
beautiful, pure. This semester I still see you rarely.
I am entranced.
Anyway, you have noticed me a few times, I catch every one of these gazes with an open heart. I think you know who I am by now.
However, if it was true that you loved me as I do you,… I would find a way to survive.
Anything to be with you. I would enjoy life knowing that you loved me.
However, if you are who I hoped for in my dreams & realities, then do me a favor:
Leave a piece of paper in my locker, saying anything that comes to you.
Well, I guess this is it - goodbye, & I love(d) you.




VoDkA

Do you ever have bad dreams?
All I have is bad dreams

-

I knew a man with a son
Who bought him a gun
And learned shorty just how to use it
Taught him hunting and skinning
Right from the beginning
Built himself a mighty fine killer

-

But shorty got picked on
Beat on and kicked on
And all his classmates wanna punk him
So with tears in his eyes
Readin' Catcher In The Rye
He told his old man he went hunting

-

And he felt so free
Like his destiny
Lay somewhere out on the horizon
His heart went cold
He felt a hundred years old
And started pulling back on the trigger

-

I think I'm gonna die today
And everyone who hurt me's gonna pay
How could such a short time feel so long?
How could such a young life go so wrong, go so wrong?

-

What's it gonna take
For you to really make it in life?

-

See me, hear me
But don't touch me
You should fear me
Loved your life dearly

-

'Cause I'm seriously disturbed
That's my word
Straight to my mother
Wait, my brother

-

Who found another
One to play sucker
'Cause I ain't the one
Put shade in your sun
And took all your shine

-

Watch me get mine
Feel my love burn
Me for my sins
Watch the world turn

-

The saga begins
Losses and wins
Angels and ends
Dancin' on top

-

The head of a pin
Don't know where I'm going
But I know where I've been
I can't hear a sound

-

I clapped a full round
I came to get down
I came to get dirty
I came to get even

-

I think I'm gonna die today
Everyone who hurt me's gonna pay
How could such a short time feel so long?
How could such a young life go so wrong?

-

I think I'm gonna die today
Everyone who hurt me's gonna pay
How could such a short time feel so long?
How could such a young life go so wrong?

-

Think I'm gonna die today
Everyone who hurt me's gonna pay
How could such a short time feel so long?
How could such a young life go so wrong?

-

Momma, don't cry
Please, Momma, don't cry
Momma, don't cry
You did nothing wrong




So Long--Everlast

"Are you okay?"

"Just having a bad day,"

"You seem to have a lot of those."


"Yeah."

Its interesting, when im in my human form, knowing im going to die.
Everything has a touch of triviality to it.
like how none of this calculus shit matters.
the way it shuldn't. the truth.
In 26.4 hours ill be dead, & in happiness.
The little zombie human fags will know their errors, & be forever suffering & mournful,
HAHAHA, of course i will miss things.
not really.

the lonely man strikes with absolute rage.


VoDkA

i am the face of loneliness and misery,
of isolation and anger,
of exhaustion and anxiety,
of anguish and grace.

"i must be crazy to fight this war; i must be out of my battered mind."

sol pais

Have you ever loved someone and you knew they didn’t care?
Have you ever felt like crying, but knew it’d never get you anywhere?
Have you ever closed your eyes and said a little prayer?
Have you ever looked into their heart and wish, more than anything, that you were there?
Have you ever watched them walk away not wanting to let them go? You whisper “god I love you”, but you never tell them.
You cry all night and almost go insane.
There’s nothing in this world that could cause you so much pain.
I say “don’t ever fall in love. You’ll get hurt before it’s through.”
I mean, I should know.
I fell in love with you.

"When I’m gone, you’ll all have this to ponder and maybe realize why I did what I did. A little push in front of other kids is a very big deal,
particularly when you know it’s gonna happen to you every single day, every single day, every single day, you are almost relieved when it actually happens.
You are always waiting, waiting for the next attack. They don’t just hurt kids, they make you hurt yourself.
I can’t take two more years of this, and the more they call me the mad bomber, the more they’re scaring themselves.
They don’t know what I'm capable of, they don't know what I can do, and then there’s the sanctuary of home sweet home.

Mr. Do-Gooder, why does he even bother? Doesn’t he know it’s already too late? Sometimes I see the way things could’ve been, I just wish I could be the person she thinks I am.
Kids can be the most ruthless people in the world. They can just be supernaturally cruel. You’ve got to be a man!
Be a man! BE A MAN! Sometimes you just wanna cry. Sometimes hate is the only real thing in the world. You can stop loving somebody, but hate seems to go on forever.
People respect hate. It speaks, it vibrates. Some people don’t even need a gun to hurt you. They use words or laughter.
They enjoy watching you bleed to death. They get off on watching you fighting back the tears, getting a lump in your throat,
blushing, wanting to cry, and they give you a name: Trashcan, pizza-face, loser, faggot, loser, weirdo, spaz, retard.

You know the name does something to you. It changes who you are,
it alters your molecules and one day you wake up and you look in the mirror and you don’t recognize you anymore because you believe them. They win, you lose.
You wanna cry, please leave me alone, but nobody listens, because nobody cares, because you don’t have a name anymore because they took it away, and
then one day they say that name and you hear something go snap.

You realize what you gotta do, you gotta take back your name and you’ve gotta do it in front of the whole school because
that’s where they took your name away from you. You gotta do it so every kid will remember. This is about justice and after a while you can only think of one way:
Jonesboro, Springfield, Paducah, Columbine.
A gun, a bomb, instant justice, Ba-bang! But what a rush when they roll out that yellow tape, miles and miles of yellow tape.

They won’t have enough when I’m finished.

So when these hallways are flooded with rivers of blood,
when these hallways are choked with their corpses in body bags you will all say oh what a tragedy, what a tragedy, but possibly after viewing my
tapes, you won't be so quick to judge. Maybe that’s why I was put on this earth, so consider this my last will and testament." -- Bang Bang You're Dead (2002)