lunes, 27 de agosto de 2018

some shit that wasbornina trip to galapagos,


dizzy.
tired.
seasick, earthsick, sick.
lifesick.
if i know i'm going to let down society, why keep pretending i'll do any good to it. if i know i'm not pleasing myself, why to...
talking's not 'nough, nobody'll be'nough.
i'mn't'nought for myself.
bloody soul, bloody flesh, i damn you without the power to damn,
i hate you wuthout any energy left to hate somehting, ivecreateeeedanewwmotionandnone'lleverknow. ivefoundedhellandi'''mtheonlyonewho'lleverseeit.
ifoundedhelljusttome
yetimnotthedevulandicanttakemy"own"soul
icannotbeagodsoicankillme
iveneverhadmylife
ifilooseiti'llnowknow
ifiletitgoican0torderittocomeback.
iwantfireeeeeeformycigg..