Truth-Played-Backwards

This blog will take you somewhere between the doors of perception and my very own wandering mind.

Saturday, 21 August 2010

You slither through, and never think to question why.
You shut the door, that was your life flying by.

Here is everything that can't be put forward in written words.

Take a look...

A lifeline of cigarettes.

Devil talk.

Want this to happen?

One last call.

Gazing into interfered transmissions.

Feeling controversial?

Murdered by the crowd (by Dumming of Deviantart).

Joy falls like rain.

Landscape of loneliness.

Meet the world.

The sunsets of today.

Slide away, give it all you got. My today fell in from the top.

City and sky divided.

That's some induced happiness right there.

What bird? (by Killem-All from Deviantart).

"Men are not prisoners of fate, only prisoners of their own minds." Ben Franklin.

"Lay the sick ones down, the bells will ring. Put pennies on the eyes, let the dead men sing." - Linkin Park.

"I want something good to die for, to make it beautiful to live." Queens of the Stone Age.

"You measure yourself by the people that measure themselves by you." - Carter Chambers from The Bucket List.