why did I wake up feeling this way? they tell me to smile tomorrows just another day, but I know better, yes, I know better. because this weathers never going to change, I will remain this commonplace worm, the black sheep of the world. I tore the pages from my self help books, wrote my eulogy down, but couldn't find the words to describe how much I hated being alive. I wrote a note to the boy down the street, told him where we could meet. fucked his brains out for an hour, kissed him on the cheek, said goodbye i'll see you in the next life.  went home and cut my wrists in the shower, and it felt so fucking good. the devil came and kissed my wrist and thats when I finally understood what it was to be a delicate flower.

 

 

 

#LOL THIS IS WHY I DONT GET HIGH AND TRY TO WRITE