Here's the stuff we found when you searched for "wear black and write angry poetry and talk about losing their will to live - that is, their will to physically exist"

• one by one their blades will grind to a halt and stand still like a white forest.
• The Last Song I Will Ever Write About a Girl
• Men who are willing to listen to women talk about their periods
• I will make your oppressors eat their own flesh and they shall be drunk with their own blood like wine
• The lonely ones will find each other by the heat of their bodies
• you will not keep the attention of plebeians, they only listen with their eyes
• Those who have abandoned their dreams will discourage yours
• I will ask them all their dreams
• How can I talk about love when the bacon is burned and the house is an absolute mess and the children are screaming their heads off and I'm going to miss my bus?
• i'm afraid i will have to request that no one have the name "john" ever again. Existing "johns" will need to change their names.
• Cryonic companies who will freeze you if you get in the way of their plans for world domination
• Gods exist but will only talk to those who stay awake after bedtime under the covers.
• If guns are outlawed, only outlaws will accidentally shoot their children
• It's illegal to bet money on sporting events, so we will gamble with the lives of innocent children
• Does free will exist?
• I don't want to wear your skin, but I will if I catch you!
• If you watch the sunset everyday, you will live forever
• I will be the first thing you will be thinking about after you wake
• A ragtag fleet, running for their lives
• They will wear Crowns of Golden Lightning bugs
• Nobody writes poetry about science
• They don't realize they're talking about death but I can hear it behind their voices
• institutions have lives of their own
• Gibson architecture
• Until I die there will be sounds. And they will continue following my death. One need not fear about the future of music.
• Making the Movies VII Movie Stars Who Risk Their Lives for Realistic Films
• Just so we’re all clear, it is okay to miss people who no longer want you in their lives
• A Date Which Will Live in Infamy
• Sister I will wear Glasses
• You wear your breasts to their full extent
• Nobody writes poetry about microbiology
• Everyone Thinks the Best about Their Own Children
• You can tell a lot about a person from their e-mail address
• The virgin was looking apprehensive about the whole ordeal, but for the right amount of cash anyone will take on a horse
• Someday my life will be interesting, and I will come back and tell you about it then
• People who carp about their jobs
• There were a few moments you will not hear about, but they happened
• Fuck you I'm going to write poetry about your city
• Made a decision to turn our will and our lives over to the care of God as we understood Him
• The movements exist on their own terms, manifesting rare beauty
• The jongleurs for once in their lives were winning a battle (well, for themselves at least)
• I need your pain or I will not live
• When the Ram and the Pig Went to the Forest to Live on Their Own
• We hold the proud distinction of being among the very last humans who will ever live
• A man who will not die for something is not fit to live
• What do girls think about guys when they catch guys staring at their breasts, but the guy is actually trying to read her shirt?
• Dead links in writeups
• How Eulenspiegel talked two hundred boys out of their shoes
• What she writes in my diary, I will read in twenty years
• I Will Write
• Pokemon evolution isn't evolution
• Ain’t there a pen that will write before they die?
• How to write fantasy that will absolutely slay the editors
• Nobody writes poetry about financial security
• nobody writes poetry about nobody writing poetry
• the morning snowdrops fall like dew in the sunlight and fill my heart with their icy cold and all i can think about is you
• Nothing to worry about here! though It will come after a while.
• Things I will miss about living in Alaska
• thinking about the brain surgery of your psychoanalyst, whose name is john, will make you crazy in a new way
• This moment will never come again. Would you rather enjoy it or complain about it?
• Nothing new about Ancient Greece will be learned until the Vatican is plundered
• I will fucking REMOVE your writeups about Cloud Strife and how he's cool and mysterious and shit
• the fact that i exist is testament to the perverse wonder that remains in the world, and i am not afraid that it will ever disappear
• Expecting your wedding to be the happiest day of your life
• Ten Stupid Things Men Do to Mess Up Their Lives
• Wandering about with keys dangling from an oversized shoelace around your neck
• You won't live longer, it will just feel like it
• The venom of my hate will live beyond the span of this universe to infect the next
• they'd watch you die to save their lives
• The guy who may as well already be dead and therefore doesn't care about the consequences of his actions and is able to move with perfect freedom for the remainder of what will likely be a tragically short life
• Maybe if we're lucky the person dreaming our lives will wake up
• I just realized that I will not live to see the invention of time machines
• There's a fine line between feeling a will to live and feeling a fear of death. Sometimes they can both lead you down the same path.
• it seems to me as though most actors spend their entire lives not accomplishing anything
• "I will live", screams Goofy to the lowering clouds, "I will live!"
• A bunch of guys in Australia got wasted and went koala hunting and had the night of their lives
• Everyone has a sofa to give away at some point in their lives
• Bands Who Take Their Names from Eighteenth-century English Poetry and Prose
• Writers don't look for their big breaks. They write them.
• Robots don't write poetry. Anymore.
• Inability to decide on what your morals and values should be
• Let's Talk About Feelings
• The Monkeys and Their Mother
• If only the spaghetti westerns were half as good as their titles
• Scientists who have genetically designed their children for superior 'fros
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• he looks a little like you... so i would rather talk about other pretty girls
• I want to marry all of my close friends and live in a big house together by an angry sea
• Here's the thing about losing a limb
• 27 Innocent Bystanders and Their Visions of the Afterlife
• Things people put up their butts
• Know your pets
• The Story of Two Sisters Who Were Jealous of Their Younger Sister
• Everyone's got their drug
• Scientist hits head on curb joke
• If we define things as unreal, they may still be real in their consequences
• Snatched away, like the Lindberg baby, who everyone talked about, which explains my lifelong fear of ladders.
• For someone who writes about love as much as I, writing about it when it's real sure is hard.
• You never write, you never call, you never tell me what you learned about that mighty groaning noise
• We don't write poetry because it's cute
• Black Lives Matter
• Why American women shave their legs
• Do we forgive our fathers in their time or in our time?
• dead insects are flipped over on their backs
• Real hackers start their own IRC networks so that they can't be traced by the FBI
• Reading ahead in comic calendars
• Supporting your views on modern social dynamics by citing anthropology
• Having an S on a transcript rather than a B
• I feel their presence
• Why guys care if their partner spits or swallows
• More of The Story of Two Sisters Who Were Jealous of Their Younger Sister
• George Bush doesn't care about black people
• Can We Talk About This?
• small intimate talk about nothing
• This ocean is angry but I might live through it
• It's hard to be enthusiastic about music with someone who physically sneered at Hamilton
• Here's the thing about losing a limb (category)
• How to Write Bad Poetry
• Feeble Prozac poetry about exploding nipples
• An angry rant about health care in Netherlands
• And their feet move
• The Miller, His Son, and Their Ass
• Table of Organs and Their Relationships
• What Befell Candide and Martin on Their Passage
• Now is the time for all good men to come to the aid of their country
• The She-Goats and Their Beards
• Please help us recover your nodes by linking their titles below
• Be nice to smokers: any cigarette can be their last
• Some kiss with their eyes closed
• Don't talk about your mamma like that
• Stars In Their Eyes
• What We Talk about When We Talk About Love
• Their Satanic Majesties Request
• The Three Princes and their Beasts
• By their fruits you shall know them
• If "cult" religions are so good at mind control, why are their attrition rates so high?
• Why female athletes are paid less than their male counterparts
• People who don't capitalize their I's
• Capitalize, please
• Greeks like their women armless
• Run around like chickens with their head cut off
• Cats always land on their feet
• Apple-pie families and their flaming wreckage
• Non-everythingian friends and their responses to this place
• the velocity with which their foreheads hit the floor
• Judging women by their books
• I always liked the breasts that talked about existentialism.
• Let's talk about the end of the world as we know it
• We talk about the importance of a good handshake.
• what we talk about when we talk about Punk
• When you can't talk about what your sexual needs are
• Talk to your dermatologist about...
• At what age should you talk to your kids about drugs?
• What I talk about when I talk about running
• i could write a book about the things i don't know
• I Wear the Black Hat
• Why I wear black
• i like it when we talk about the deep stuff
• Talk About the Passion
• When to talk about religion
• How to write about colors?
• Careless Talk Costs Lives
• She didn't write like Emily Dickinson, but she did live in a house overlooking a cemetery, and I guess he thought that was important.
• It's as easy to write bad poetry as it is to breathe
• How robots write poetry
• How to write poetry
• A League of Their Own
• Ever seen two people talking to each other in their sleep?
• Rugby players eat their dead
• Flaunting your sexuality
• i told him to write poetry on my arms
• In What Distress Candide, Cunegund, and the Old Woman Arrive at Cadiz, and Of Their Embarkation
• I want to write poetry
• A young man writes poetry to the sound of the sea crashing

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