This site is for mentally self-flagellating, forever sad-sacks that want to revel in their lonely, down-trodden lives…but want the world to see it all unravel…It is purely self-indulgent and pedantic and I really see no point in it what so ever…just sayin’
Source: fuckyeahtattoosThis is my husband’s first tattoo designed and tattooed by me at 13Diamonds Tattoo, London, UK.
He chose a zombie bride cause we love horror movies specially zombie movies. Our wedding cake topper was zombie themed, that gave him the idea.
Love is more than a physical thing
and so much more than a word,
but a bond that passes between two souls
unspoken and unheard.
Curss Von Ghoul
when God created love he didn’t help most
when God created dogs He didn’t help dogs
when God created plants that was average
when God created hate we had a standard utility
when God created me He created me
when God created the monkey He was asleep
when He created the giraffe He was drunk
when He created narcotics He was high
and when He created suicide He was low
when He created you lying in bed
He knew what He was doing
He was drunk and He was high
and He created the mountians and the sea and fire at the same time
He made some mistakes
but when He created you lying in bed
He came all over His Blessed Universe
- You sit on your bar stool and consider your past and time passes you by like a spent whore
- The little children, tired and hungry, play amongst the human debris
- Bums, pushers, pimps - all cast-offs of a “better” society
- With a baby wailing thru the paper thin walls of your downtown flat, your lover reaches down, pushes her hand thru your back and squeezes the love from your heart
- All the love you never knew you had
An empty wine bottle, two six-packs and the weight of the world on your shoulders
A carton of smokes, some stained paper and a life-time of questions crawling up your ass
- you were always the wondering type, always the straight line in a warped world
- but when the walls closed in you flew the coop
- I never thought to ask why
A lumpy mattress, an empty fridge and a book full of thoughts
loneliness -
- you embrace it like a long lost friend
- you kiss the things you never had
meditating -
- you’re cigarette burns itself out in a dirty ashtray
- an empty grave fills with rain and the people just keep on talking
bound and gagged -
you choke while expressing thoughts
- as children white-wash your mind
- you grip the window pane in passion - and hatred
unshaven and pure -
- you never wanted the things you got - you never asked for them
- you were always there - in the diner across the street
a reflection in a store-front reflection
- the world keeps turning and the people keep smiling - behind their tears
My favorite of all time…no one is funnier than Chaplin…
(via mindlikeadirigible)
Source: bobertsbobgomery