Iv become one of the unknown and yet the known, i have ceased to exist my own world, and yet exist against the will of the watcher.
This is me just venting, what i write here, right now, may make no sense to you, but I don't give a fuck.
In my scrap book of life, i would like love to tear a few pages out and crush them into non existence. If only someday, i could loose all that i have felt. All the pain i have bared, will I to live again.
You still give me butterflies, well FUCK OFF.
I'm falling for him, well why don't you just die
I am soon going to go insane.
Suicide is not a solution, it is an answer that is yet to be answered and then seizes to exist.
Kill Me.
Yours Truly
rockstar
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