• day's here... all dark and lonely... the last of mine, done nothing with my life, said nothing to nobody... feel the crazy extasy of ripping skin and dying without saying goodbye... know why it's such a great idea? i don't... when weakness arrives...let's fight it says me i don't know... i'm just done about me... not me anymore... it's no longer about me... let's not talk about me i'm sick of me... fuck me... i'm done with it

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