it’s a slow, suffocating death, anyone ?
there, all better, burn the memories from my mind
enter if you dare as there is no escape
fighting is futile
help me please, i won’t ask because i don’t even know, just help me
get the fuck out
even if the world burned around me and all recorded music was lost i would still have my piano
i literally thought i was having a heart attack on more than one occasion and have gone to the hospital several times, mostly white knuckle it, shit’s fucked
hopefully something beautiful will grow out of the shit show that’s my life, i deserve less than zero.
ive done equal parts being evil and doing good, but the evil feels heavier and suffocating.