To whom it may concern~
It is my sad, sad duty to inform you of this: "this" (being you) is the very opposite of the best... this is the worst. "that" (which is what you project yourself to be) is by far... not you.... it is me! But do not worry at all, because that is capable of being molded into this...this is what you deserve. ... so much better than that. I am so much better than that. We are imprisoned in a world without a memory...I can't cope with the madness abounding. Blasts in my head of gunfire resounding... oh beautiful madness... I'll save you.. love you.... rape you... fuck you until you can taste my hate. ... feel my pain... see what's driving me FUCKING INSANE!!! We are so immune to life itself.... born, bread, and beaten. Open you ryes to these monster lies, open your swollen eyes. Erosion invades our mind, a cancer that grows, consumes, and destroys. I'd kill myself to stay alive. WORTHLESS!! We are so withdrawn and feeling numb, watching life come all undone. We must steal to survive and I must kill to moralize, leaving people victimized fuels my anger inside. ...inside.... wE hIdE iNsIdE... I will get so high that I trip with Jesus. Apathy and bitter me. I will fail to see that he walks among us. ... its such a shame that it is this way. I'm a junkie and God is gay. Hate to bleed but it heals my pain... whatever man... but just know this and don't ever forget it... nevernevernevernevernever ever trip with Jesus! Or you'll go insane. He'll numb your pain... Jesus saves! Now the following statement is true, and by true I mean.. false. |
