there is no beauty in this life.
the only salvation is running my wrists along the blade of the knife.
if what eats away at you body mind and soul doesn't **** you, it will **** away every ounce of the person you grew to be.
and life isn't suffering but no one can see.
you can't put others lives into the hands of your own and expect any sort of beauty or freedom to unfold.
maybe I've been waiting too long for a humane death to take it's toll.
but it's not in my fate and you people's bigoted ******* is getting so ******* old.