Distorted beauty and ****** up dreams.
Tell them not to worry, one day your kids will suffer too.
It's just so ******* funny
It's just some stage of insanity
It's just one more slip
I wont fail with another attempt...
Who gives a ****
Disowned and Accident Prone
Forgotten and Abused
Need I say more
The world is a waste of my time
Everyone in it shows me I'm a waste of theirs
We are all selfish, money hungry, pieces of ****
Is this really living?
I don't think so.
It's just the beginning stage of death
Think about it
What do you feel more of?
Pain?
Pleasure?
That's what I thought.
**** you.
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Distorted beauty equals ****** up dreams.
Tell them not to worry, one day their kids will suffer too.
It's just so ******* funny
This growing stage of insanity
Give me one more slip
Promise I wont fail with another attempt...
Who gives a ****
Don't pretend that you do.
Disowned/Accident Prone
Forgotten yet somehow abused.
Need I say more?
The world is a waste of my time,
Don't tell me I'm being dramatic,
Don't ******* tell me I'm wrong!
I have proof
I'm not crazy
Everyone shows me I'm a waste of their precious lives.
All we have devolved into are self sufficient, greedy, gluttons of want.
Is this really living?
No. ******* Way.
It's just the beginning stage of death
Think about it.
No. Really think hard and long about this.
What do you feel more of?
Pain?
Pleasure?
That's what I thought.
**** you.
Sep 16, 2010
Sep 16, 2010 at 11:42 PM UTC
Distorted beauty and ****** up dreams.
Tell them not to worry, one day your kids will suffer too.
It's just so ******* funny
It's just some stage of insanity
It's just one more slip
I wont fail with another attempt...
Who gives a ****
Disowned and Accident Prone
Forgotten and Abused
Need I say more
The world is a waste of my time
Everyone in it shows me I'm a waste of theirs
We are all selfish, money hungry, pieces of ****
Is this really living?
I don't think so.
It's just the beginning stage of death
Think about it
What do you feel more of?
Pain?
Pleasure?
That's what I thought.
**** you.
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Distorted beauty equals ****** up dreams.
Tell them not to worry, one day their kids will suffer too.
It's just so ******* funny
This growing stage of insanity
Give me one more slip
Promise I wont fail with another attempt...
Who gives a ****
Don't pretend that you do.
Disowned/Accident Prone
Forgotten yet somehow abused.
Need I say more?
The world is a waste of my time,
Don't tell me I'm being dramatic,
Don't ******* tell me I'm wrong!
I have proof
I'm not crazy
Everyone shows me I'm a waste of their precious lives.
All we have devolved into are self sufficient, greedy, gluttons of want.
Is this really living?
No. ******* Way.
It's just the beginning stage of death
Think about it.
No. Really think hard and long about this.
What do you feel more of?
Pain?
Pleasure?
That's what I thought.
**** you.
Written by me 9/10/2007 edited version 12/28/2010
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