Strawberry Gashes - Jack Off Jill
"Turn her over
A candle is lit
I see through her
Blow it out and save all her ashes for me
Curse her
Sold her
The poison that runs it course through her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes
All over - all over
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
With strawberry gashes all over
Called her over
And asked her if she was improving
She said feels fine it's wonderful, wonderful here
Hex me
Told her
I dreamt of a devil that knew her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes
All over - all over
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
With strawberry gashes all over - all over
I lay quiet
Waiting for her voice to say
"Some things you lose,
And some things you just give away"
Scold me
Failed her
If only id held on tighter
To her pale white skin
That twisted and withered away from, away from
Watch me lose her
It's almost like losing myself
Give her my soul
And let them take somebody else
Get away from me
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
Kill me faster
With strawberry gashes
All over - all over me"
Yes, I'm a cheat. The title of this story actually comes from a song by the wonderful Jack off Jill, from whom I've also taken another quote for the beginning of chapter three.
As many of you have asked, yes I do have experience in the subject of 'Strawberry Gashes' or 'Strawberries' as they have been nick-named. I have tried many times to stop, but never succeeded, and this story was, in a way, another outlet for all those feelings I had bottled up inside.
I would just like to thank everyone who reviewed, as it certainly made it easier to get a chapter up when you know that there are people waiting for it. I hope that you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
I hope to have another story up soon, although I've no idea what it will be about.
By the way, for everyone out there who does indulge in 'Strawberry Gashes' never feel bad for doing it. It may be something most people put down, but it's just because they don't understand. It's a means with which to cope, like smoking or drinking, people condemn us because they don't understand us properly.
Luv you lots, like jelly tots,
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"Turn her over
A candle is lit
I see through her
Blow it out and save all her ashes for me
Curse her
Sold her
The poison that runs it course through her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes
All over - all over
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
With strawberry gashes all over
Called her over
And asked her if she was improving
She said feels fine it's wonderful, wonderful here
Hex me
Told her
I dreamt of a devil that knew her
Pale white skin with strawberry gashes
All over - all over
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
She said kill me faster
With strawberry gashes all over - all over
I lay quiet
Waiting for her voice to say
"Some things you lose,
And some things you just give away"
Scold me
Failed her
If only id held on tighter
To her pale white skin
That twisted and withered away from, away from
Watch me lose her
It's almost like losing myself
Give her my soul
And let them take somebody else
Get away from me
Watch me fault her
You're living like a disaster
Kill me faster
With strawberry gashes
All over - all over me"
Yes, I'm a cheat. The title of this story actually comes from a song by the wonderful Jack off Jill, from whom I've also taken another quote for the beginning of chapter three.
As many of you have asked, yes I do have experience in the subject of 'Strawberry Gashes' or 'Strawberries' as they have been nick-named. I have tried many times to stop, but never succeeded, and this story was, in a way, another outlet for all those feelings I had bottled up inside.
I would just like to thank everyone who reviewed, as it certainly made it easier to get a chapter up when you know that there are people waiting for it. I hope that you all enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it.
I hope to have another story up soon, although I've no idea what it will be about.
By the way, for everyone out there who does indulge in 'Strawberry Gashes' never feel bad for doing it. It may be something most people put down, but it's just because they don't understand. It's a means with which to cope, like smoking or drinking, people condemn us because they don't understand us properly.
Luv you lots, like jelly tots,
£¤VE§í©kbÜnN¥
xXxXxXxXxXxXxXxXx