rollins Yukio Mishima said that he could not entertain the idea of romance if he
was not strong. Romance is such a strong and overwhelming passion, a
weakened body cannot sustain it for long. I have some of my most
romantic thoughts when I am with the Iron. Once I was in love with a
woman. I thought about her the most when the pain from a workout was
racing through my body. Everything in me wanted her. So much so that
sex was only a fraction of my total desire. It was the single most
intense love I have ever felt, but she lived far away and I didn't see
her very often. Working out was a healthy way of dealing with the
loneliness. To this day, when I work out I usually listen to ballads.
niki go to the center of my heart 011029
ilovepatsajak me and my friend missi drive around our lame town and blast "monster ballads" cheesy love songs because we both hate eachother's music. when there is nothing to say we just sing it with our broken voices and we understand eachother because we are the same. we're not embarrassed that we know the songs. it's good. 011029
sabbie 'the ballad of torrens street'
(killing miranda)

i remember that i met her on dark night on torrens street
i told her she was beautiful
she said 'i think your sweet'
we drank some whisky and coke and we danced away till three
but it all went wrong when i asked her
'will you come home with me?'

were my motives insincere?
is my conscience unclear?
wont you take my hand my dear?
show me the way out of here

among the smoke me moved as one, becoming something else
we're dazzeled by this decadence
in monochrome we dwell
another night of tragedy
i'll try to make amends
now the monsters under my bed have become my only friends

were my motives insincere?
is my conscience unclear?
wont you take my hand my dear?
show me the way out of here

the children of the night come out to play on torrens street
with eyeliner and pink champagne and fake blood on their teeth
will they shake to their foundation
cast an evil eye on me?
in the shadow of the angel
in the dark on torrens street
andru235 we all sing alone, our myriad ballads

the ballads of merriment
the ballads of despair

the stoics sing but often claim they don't
Twitch lets see some orginals! 051201
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