go to the brink of depravity leap without looking a philanthropist ? driven to be ..... the most giving in history?
the way I see is corrupt ? or ist this world swallowed by demons and the scars they wear on thier sleeve augment thier view of my intentions no good deed goes unpunished Im the whipping boy for the world beatin emotionally lover full of archaic daydreams I cant remember me and the old me would shy away in sweet miserable self destructive decay I dream of sleeping so here ill stay