WAFFLES

yet another lazy editor on a music app srry

"Write from Wrong"

and if you told me to "look but not touch,
 I'd stare at your sun till my eyes set as such,
 that mine eyes should be dashed where the river rocks roar,
 as long as I washed up upon your sweet shore,
 I'd stare at your star till it fell from my sky
 breathing a teething to soften your sigh,
 gorging my gaze in a creative craze,
 on this dream that doth stream through my nights and my daze...

...and then if you told me, " be seen but not heard",
 not a mutter would stutter away with my word,
 that my silence would stifle the city's shrill shroud,
 my thunder staid under the cleft of your cloud...

...and if you told me "your steed is your scream ",
 then the clatter would shatter this saturnine stream
 I've been wading in fading, so wantless and wracked,
 by the reap of a sow I can never take back...

...and still if you told me to "write but don't reach",
 let the burden be heard in my every beseech,
 why the wheel of my woe it would wind me my way,
 so scant I would pant for the light of your day...

...and still if you told me to "tread but don't try",
 not a finger would linger in passionate pry,
 but my will would not still for the sate of a second,
 until I was bade by the bless of your beckon,
 how I've bound up my breathing and paced in my place,
 and I sent out my sound just to find me your face,
 writing my wrongs till I come out as clever,
 to be planting my songs in your fields of forever,

...and then if you told me to cease still born seeing,
 and bathe this burden in the beauty your being,
 then my stars would cross heaven and hell, sky and sea,
 That a beautiful world...It should happen to me,

5 year fathom watches watches,
stillborn every second second,
every biding breath it botches,
every burden bares it's beckon,

"time's the cup that drinks from you,
the carvened starvened quaffing challice,
press it to your lips anew,"
-Virginiana Hammemalis,

5 year fathom weighs the way,
in 1/16th of ever after,
kindle-clocks counting decay,
in oft regurgitated laughter,

"every thought's a treason plot,
a handle hewn in cares grown callous,
picks you up to smash you down,"
-Virginiana Hammemalis,

5 year fathom rode the road,
it's pressures poured into impostures,
each angle set to explode,
in seamy seams of dream imposters,

"drown your druthers cupid-careful,
find no fears and make no malice,
still you simper for a stareful,"
-Virginiana Hammemalis,

5 year fathom rolls the roles,
the marrow-masks that try to wear him,
tumblings take of tithing  tolls,
their irredeemers
set to scare him,

"dampen drove the bridal bridle,
purity's your pleasure pallace,
phallacy's your idle idol,"
-Virginiana Hammemalis,

i bore to you a houndly frolic,
every rise and fall,
my backwords barkened by the rollick,
unheedy my call,

you gouged my grip, in scented slip,
for every phantom sniff,
and all that was, was lost because,
of wandering what if,

I bore to you a houndly frolic,
every fall and rise,
where winter whittled worry,
and unheedy went my cries,

your absence cast my echo,
in collide-a-scope collapse,
and all that is, was fleeting fizz,
for petulant perhaps,

so you tottered in a circle broken,
down on widdershins,
to engrave what must be left unspoken,
save by bitter grins,
upon the insides of my eyelids,
whence now even shorn and shuttered,
doth the vision of derision,
that the bitter grins have muttered,
cast it's kindling, sharp and spindling,
on the clenching of sightlesson,
so I'm sealing every feeling,
just to keep my keep from guessing,

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Hello everyone,I'm Tobias Erin Rogers.But you can call me Toby,or Ticci Toby.I do not like fangirls that are too extreme but I can be your friend if you stay away from me.Also,I do not actually like waffles and annoying my fellow proxies,and if I like your page I will follow back. Also, my mail works.

if i die i wanna be carried in coffin with the coffin dance



IF I SEE ONE MORE FAN OUTSIDE MY WINDOW,IMMA QUIT LIFE.




I also just purchased some Cavetown kazoos.I hope nobody reads the adress and name completely.



I'm reposting a bunch of stuff now.


if ya want to know somethin weird,it's the fact that when i fight somebody online,it is actually way easier to find out who they are and where they are.
The reason:it's simply teamwork between me and ben.








Edit: I am currently watching Eddsworld and Living off of monster energy and steak. ik its a weird combination. I wonder what it would be like to talk to Tom and Tord.....it might not go well. They are just characters from a yt cartoon after all. So I shouldn't get my hopes up with delusions. Tom kinda reminds me of EJ ngl. And Tord...ya know what im not even gonna say it on here.

Also
if you are lonely and love Death Note, PLEASE TALK TO MEEEE I NEED TO RANT ABOUT THE CHARACTERS WITH YOUUUU



Update 2.0: If anybody wants to talk to me on the phone all you have to do is DM me and i might give you my number . ofc i will block you after our conversation, but that is honestly my only option. we can continue texting tho, but i have to get to know you before i give out my number






UPDATE 3.0: IM DATING TORD EDDSWORLD THIS SHIT'S CRAZY