understanding that suicide revolves around not merely the idea of killing oneself but also of murdering everyone and everything around oneself made me look differently at it
merry christmas
he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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understanding that suicide revolves around not merely the idea of killing oneself but also of murdering everyone and everything around oneself made me look differently at it
merry christmas
can't sleep. having panic attack. for some reason, I began thinking about her sucide once again and it fking bothers me how little I understand from what happened.. she wasn't very close to me, even if we were on the same class, but everything still felt really fking weird.. I can't make sense of that moment in my head.
it really feels like a glitch in this reality.. at least in the reality I experience.. so devastating.. too devastating.. more than 4 years have passed and I'm still trying to read between the lines this seemingly blank page.
will she just be lost in the silent heaven forever?
you understand my point? it doesn't make sense.. it can't be real.
sometimes i wonder what this life is for
25th disappointing joke.
Vânia Forever
3 years since you were gone.
April 28th 2019.. I'll never forget.
Lucifer, I will set you free.
God, I call upon you infinitus infernalium.
we all go bye bye
a bottomless spiral with no heart
everything is waiting to die
i would be already gone from the start
we know you notice the plastic scenario is getting unstable
you are now aware of the background life in the [no_data_available]
One of the few places I still haven't got banned... my.. how long has it been...8 years? Geez.. How am I still in the same shitty place!? (except worse)
Today is my 24th anniversary and I'm in my all-time low... how!? How in the fuck is this still going on?
How does every year always gets worse than the one before?
Fuck.. I just can't believe it.
I'm tired of withering in this hell.. but what can I do? I have no guts to follow through the promise I made myself of death..
I don't know what else to say..
I probably should stop.
How’d your belly get so big!?
Why are you covered in your own shit!?
Hammering nails through your fucking skull!
I hope you like what’s coming!
- "Collared, Kept" by Street Sects
"I look at the cross
Then I look away
Give you the gun
Blow me away"
Jennifer wrestled her friend playfully to the ground in front of the snow cone stand and began licking at the girl's eyeballs, as if they were sugar cubes.
Their bodies convulsed and flailed with an almost seizure-like intensity. At times their pale limbs seeming to shift back and forth from one torso to the other.
A crowd gathered almost immediately to watch these two girls tie and untie their bodies like a pair of pit vipers. They were confused, or concerned, or shocked, or aroused, or all of the above. But no one dared interfere with the performance.
Jennifer's long ashen hair hung down concealing the girl's face like a curtain around a hospital bed. No one had any idea that the girl's eyes were revolving under her ruby tongue. "This is disgusting, it's pornography," exclaimed a pasty slug-like woman in a fur coat, vanilla ice-cream smeared across her double chin like a money shot. Countered a balding professor type in his mid-forties, his left hand stuffed crassly down the front of his pants,
"No, no, no. This is beautiful. This is art."
"sadness decorates the silence"
"Death wasn't really the worst part..."
me, age 15: i cant wait to be 20 when i will finally reach my full potential, peak me,
me, on my 20s: i cant wait to die
"At least admit that you don't care if I die
What's the point in being lovers if we can't speak our minds?
Out of context, under oath, their only witness is dead
They're knocking houses down like dominoes
While you still haven't copped to where you were
The night that Erica got stabbed in the throat
They found her bloated and discolored
On the bank of the Hudson in the sun
Face down when it started
Face down when it ends
You don't want to see their eyes
You still want to live
Swallow your pride
Swallow your tongue
You don't fucking need it
You want murder
You've got murder
You'll get everything you've asked for
No one hurts you like your friends
No one cuts you quite like them
Either you kill yourself now or get to work
No more bitching, no more lies
No more hiding from their eyes
You're expected to put them down
It's always what it's been about
Living a life that you hate
Dreaming escape, dreaming alone
You're still in your fucking head
Wake up your beating heart
Open your eyes
You're lying right next to it
Wake up and listen
Wake up and live your life"
Can I please just die already?
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