Alpaca Prophet *

Status: Eat. My. Shorts.
Joined: December 28, 2014
Last Seen: 5 years
Birthday: November 12
user id: 388793
Location: In a manic state of depression
Artist. Musician. Deviant. INFJ. Retro-punk.
Undecided Calvinist, Bifurious Clarke Kisser.
Basketcase. Tumblr Trash. Manic Depressive.
Problematic. Pretentious Asshat.

"Basically Someone You Shouldn't Be Friends With"
Music I Like:
Imogen Heap, Eisley, ALT-J, FUN, Twenty 
One Pilots, Panic! At The Disco, Taylor Swift, 
Front Porch Step, Charlie Puth, No Outlet,
Halsey, Owl City (since 2007), Never Shout
Never, My Chemical Romance (MCR), 
 Sia,

The Killers, Jarrod Alonge, Childish Gambino, 
Rich Mullins, Green Day (any early 2000's
Punk band), Parks, Troye Sivan, Say Anything,
Modern Baseball, Blink 182, Social Repose
YouTubers I Like:
MyHarto, NigaHiga, chestersee, PewDiePie,
The Game Theorists, ExplosmEntertainment, 
Lindsey Stirling, Full of Eyes, RoseEllenDix, 
Vlogbrothers, Cyarin, OnisionSpeaks, Paint,
Emmablackery, Zeldaxlove64 RIP, All the gays.
Things you Should Ask me:
My music Taste, My interests, Whether the
Earth we live in is one giant Capri Sun™ and
the Moon and Sun are the hole for the Straw, 

If you want to talk to me about struggles go
ahead but I can't garuntee I'll help at all.,
What the song on my profile means to me,
Why bisexual people have to present as Gay
instead of Bi due to biphobia.

Currently on a lifelong hiatus

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Quotes by Alpaca Prophet *





It's That time again,

Where I fall apart during the happy times,

where I lose all sense of who I am,

Where I forget who Loves Me.




 




Dear Beloved,

I miss You Greatly.



 






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It's time I found where I belong,
wether it's far away,
or right next to me.
Because heaven knows
I don't belong here.

§

 



It was spontaineous,
It was Awkward,
but Boy was it Beautiful!


My Potato







 



I'd live for you

Let me say that again,


I'd actually stay alive for You.









 



I've got nothing to Live for,
but so much to Die for.

§








 


I'm left speechless now,
like seeing a feild after it's battle,
silence and smoke fill the air.
My mind is silent now,
like a funeral.
All my thoughts take a moment of silence,
but for what exactly?
I'm dancing to the rythme of our love,
not caring what genre it's from,
all that matters is that it's beautiful.
maybe my thoughts are silent because they're in awe,
in awe of a love they've never seen before.
  I don't beleive I'm capable of love,i don't beleive I'm able to love without hurting you.
  I will hang from above,dangling just enough to put my shoes into your view.

  I don't beleive i can't go five secondswithout holding hands with my doom.
  Because i reject Sanity, in my mind there is no room.
  I beleive I'm going crazy, or I've just started listening to It..
  I've opened my ears, and opened my wrists.

  I peeked through the crack below, saw his shoes pacing to and fro.
  and as my rage explored the depths my mind, i felt my own bones,
  but my soul lost purpose, when I saw those shoes were my own.
  and now I'm sitting here in the dark of my closet,
  Afraid of the dark and all it's inhabitants,
  what i saw i wish i forgot it,
  But this razor is the closest I've gotten to a visit.



I always thought I could trust that you would never leave,
that you would always be here,

But I was a fool.
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