Sometimes you scream and images of faceless faces plague your mind.
Consider not feeling fear,
cut the face open,
dye yours in the face's blood.
Ignore empathy.
Become apathetic.
Die.
Okay now take these antipsychotics.
Mar 30, 2015
Mar 30, 2015 at 11:19 PM UTC
Sometimes you scream and images of faceless faces plague your mind.
Consider not feeling fear,
cut the face open,
dye yours in the face's blood.
Ignore empathy.
Become apathetic.
Die.
Okay now take these antipsychotics.
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