yet isn't that the point of life?
my whole existence i've been coerced.
by good and by midnight.
full moons have howled my name,
i used to run with wolves.
good and evil have waged my heart.
i don't exist in this life, and not in any other.
because i have no idea.
good and evil fighting for my heart.
i've read about this in movies,
i've seen it in novels.
I'VE BEEN DRUGGED AND *****..
pillaged and villaged.
so has everyone else?
menticide is being told, amused, abused for pleasure. our pain.it's improvement from a movement of a heart, of a different body. it's a hobby. menticide is alive like committing a vibe that swings you softly. dive, dive down into the deep dark water
