tying to commit suicide with a rope made of licorice i cant its to delicious im not going to be able to hang myself fuck this fuck you what does any of this have to do with copper carbonate and delicate glass blowing

this is a in between mark of church and state grow the fuck up get over yourself you fool of a took im not ok with it if life cant be pointless if im able to lift my finger and show you the direction you can go to be a better person a better human being and were not by any means good we are obviously shit but we need people to open up and accept being good isn't all that bad unless giving up everything you ever had to someone under your status is a death sentence to your social status and bullshit high horse mindset step the fuck off it and get with the program of life

level yourself with another human being be happy or depressed both are fine if you just give this hierarchy bullshit a rest cause we aren't cool with oppression we are resistance at its finest take a jab at constant staggering men all my friends are my worst enemy's we are dead we were never born forever life rest inside the cavity of our heads

A desolation more than the substance of this world dwells inside of me
Void if anything but sadness as infinite as the sea
I cannot believe that I've lived for so long
or that this is happening

I stopped trying to hold on
My friends probably won't care too much
And that's totally fine
But, I just wish that things went my way for a while
At least until I physically meet my final trial

Birds tearing flesh
Eternal pain with no death x2

I'm stuck in perpetual palindrome
Wandering through places that I won't call home
I wake inside the morgue
I sometimes kill myself when I get bored

This's the night I die in strife
I take my life and say good-bye
The will to try flickers out like a light
I see myself in the darkness
I dine with the devil
CCO's final level x2