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Freitag, 30. November 2012

How I fucking feel

I just want to slit my wrists til death, hang out on a rope, take a look under a driving train, jump out of a plain with an eastpak, take too much drugs, drink myself to death, let's see how long I can stay under water while dieing, see how fast cars can drive, take a shit load of pills, feel how Curt Kobain when he shot into his head, fall from a bridge or a really big house, get burned from a fire.
Anything. How should I ever find an answer for all of my questions ? How should I ever forget these question ? Why should I never get answers, if I maybe don't really want to find any answers ? Just another answer I'll never get.
Fuck it, I'm drunk.

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