I'm in a dark mood right now.
"...and if all the world were perfect, I'd only want to see your scars..."
I have no reason to bleed but I want to anyways. Just for the pleasure of it.
I feel empty and lonely. I feel at a loss for words. I feel like I am drowning...
What is wrong with me this afternoon? Why do I find myself fantasizing about death and blood?
No one can save me from myself...not even me
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