i just wrote this stuff

everyone says life is a gift, i sometimes know this is true but most of the time its a nightmare. i have no idea why i’m writing this, i guess because i’m just going to write about how depressed i am and how i cut myself. i guess i cut myself for the pain, it… Continue reading i just wrote this stuff

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i don’t have a title for this

We can wade into the bloody pool of death so we can place our hands onto the big black book of hell then to watch the knives zig zagging between our fingers

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life to death

you showed me the sun in which burned my eyes I no longer exist in this cycle of death You turned my stone into sand

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