Bleed.
The ghosts they scream bleed.
****** massacre in my head
Asking God "please! Can I be dead?"
All I see is red

******* these ghosts
They haunt me endlessly
Dousing me in ectoplasm
Yearning for nothing more than ******

Why?
I am nothing.
Why torture me?
Just end it all and gut me
Oozing out in pristine green
Lean mean dope fiend
The needle gleams

Ghastly past
Creepy present
**** the future

I woke up dreaming
Eyes red
Heart black
Tinted green and glossed with ash

I loved you so much
I killed you.

Why would I leave you in this ******* *******, hate everything, God forsaken world

I'd be so wrong for that
And so were you for turning blue

I thought you said "forever"

I can't say anything about the way you feel
I don't KNOW you.
We can talk about all this ******* but
I'll just blow you.
Instead.
I'll aim for my own head.
Hold in the words I never said.
And will never say.
I don't know how to do this anymore.
You've rotten me to my core
...god this *****

They really don't mean anything anyway.
Honestly, I don't know why I bother.

God, please **** me.
Make it gruesome.
Spell "HATE" with my intestines
Make a pentagram or something

Be creative

Face turning blue

What are you gonna do?

Breath and heart stopping
Now Look at you

Everything you live for is now gone

And everyone who loved you will see you

For the ******* that you are.

She didn't.
That's all I have to say about that
Blasphemy!
Vines entangle you
And forever stuck and ****** into the on and on and eternity.
What luck.
What revulsion of do-not-know-ism.
Some people just can not help themselves.
Ah ****, just send us ALL to hell.
Too many sins for Jesus Christ to handle
Maybe I should dangle
From the tree we always hated anyway.
Or maybe from one of all those ******* question marks.
That primal urge to ****.
That obsessive ****** in my head.
Here follow me.
No I won't hurt you baby
Please trust me
I just really don't want to be lonely
I say all that
Then a stab in the back
Twist
I hope no one ever finds me laid out with ****** wrists
Kiss it! Kiss it!
Your lipstick looks beautiful my dear
I fear that the time is near
Sear the skin

A shot in the dark never meant something so golden
I could gut myself
Oozing out in pristine green
Oh my friend help me
Stab quick, cut clean
Make it look like it was me
For you must understand
I can't do it myself
I am a coward
No gumption, no pride
High hell, sky melt, sly felt, why tell?
My arms speak for themselves
Tragic magic lacks it
The tracks it
The fact is it won't have tact
It wont
And I'm losing it
And my veins are disintegrating right in front of me
Am I being too honest?
I've been lying this entire time
I promise
I ******* swear
None of this is true
And keep on that smirk
You won't have a face to contort when I find you
Oh stop it
Don't take it personally
It's not you
It's me! It's me!
Dreary ****** up stupor flailing
Glassy skin you can see right through to the heart.
It's black (obviously) tinted diseased green, glossed with ash
And it reads "closed indefinitely"
Also "*******"
And "Christ wuz here"
I love myself as a black bead of blood runs down my arm.
I love it for a second or two.
I love you for a second maybe a few
But no more than that

Drink the drink
Let it stink
From your breath
And from every orifice unkempt


I laughed in your face the last time I saw you trying to play that
"O wow, look at me I'm so dumb but I look so pretty"

That's ******

A long time ago people would be silent and let you go.

...but nowadays they call you a ****.

After too much thinking
I have decided nothing
After too much sinking
I've decided to keep drinking

All of this is beautiful
Yes, certainly it is

But why
Why all the pain
Suffering

What is this?

Anyway brb
Soaking myself in hopeless **** sea.

**** what you lost

Then eat the afterbirth

Oo, this is ugly.
I've grown to crave the pain
And for the last ******* time
I swear this is the last ******* frame

It's all the same thing
...all the same thing, all the same thing
                                ...all the same

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Hungry.
Let's get some Chinese.
Hot mustard in the eye.
Sweet 'n' sour ****.

Yum!

Drown into hot and sour soup.