I doubt you’ll even read this or if you even know who this is, but I know that you have Tumblr and thats good enough for me. Ever since I told you to leave I’ve felt empty, and just seeing your face then made me wonder if I made the right decision. I know now that I was and never will be good enough for you. I just miss you.

Honestly, why the fuck did you have to talk to me again.
Things were good, I was slowly getting happy…
Then you just had to fucking say that and now I’m questioning everything again.
The worst part being I don’t have the heart to tell you everything that I really think about you. The deceit, the betrayal and just the downright blatant lying…
Really, thank you. It’s just what I needed… 
You should just fuck off. 

New Years resolution.

Seeing as 2011 is coming to a close I guess I’d better follow the same suit as everyone else and scribe down what I’m hoping to do for myself in 2012.

I want to become a better person within myself, a better person to my friends. Start to actually live MY life instead of some faux life I designed for myself because I’m too afraid of what people will think of the real me. I’d like to cut ties with people that hold me back and rekindle lost friendships with those that mean the most. Most of all I just wish I’ll be able to finally realise what it’s like to feel happy once more.

Whose rapping? Dovakhiin!
Dragons? I’m not over keen
I’ll dice em like a knife, slicing right through an aubergine
My dragon shout flow is sweeter than a soda stream
You won’t believe your eyes, I’m like an overload of dopamine
A broadsword in one hand and a magic spell in the other
I’m the last of the Dragonborn, there’s no other my brother
So run for cover.

If you’ve got scales, then I’m on your tail and I will not fail
Like a free roaming sandbox game, I’m off the rails 
I walk the trail, through awful gales and storms of hail
til all the nails are knocked into your coffin
I’m not stopping til your impaled and I’ve prevailed
In the name of the Nords I pray to the lords
You all get a taste of the blade of my sword
I’m taking on hordes of enemies
I face them with hordes of weaponry
They’re draining my force so chemistry,
Comes into play with retorts and recipes
Alchemixing like a DJ, restoration restore my energy
My legacy, odyssey, elegy, prophecy’s
Written in heavenly bodies and buried with every body
That ever did bother to mess with me, deadin’ em
Terribly, horribly, I’m a celebrity, honestly
You’re a wannabe, I’m a prodigy
The suggestion you’re better than me at being a warrior
Hah, comedy.
It’s a gift to me, I don’t just spit flames lyrically but literally
And the Elder Scrolls are scripts in which I’ve written your obituary
I am the Dragonborn wearing a hat with badass horns
I’m Dovakhiin, known globally, you’re nobody at all. 

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You’re a filthy fucking whore and I’m not afraid to say it.
I hope he gives you some form of sexual disease and it makes your cunt rot away into an infested abyss.
Fuck you.

Love always, Corey. 

Taylor Momsen is an attention seeking slut. Why or how her video was in the related videos to The Unseen or The Casualties I shall never know.

lazy-lozar replied to your post: Hi.

Start again. Why don’t you like what he was posting? If you don’t mind me asking.

Just not what I’m into, I’d rather post things about video games or comics and stuff instead of music.

So this is my last day on Tumblr. It’s been fun. A friend of mine will be running my blog indefinitely from now.

Anonymous asked: Is your friend going to keep posting music? I sure hope so :(

I can’t honestly tell you what they’re going to post.
It’s up to them, it won’t be my blog anymore. 

Suppose I should jump on the band wagon by saying Merry Christmas all.

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