Darling you're not alone, but I'm getting tired of your sickness-drama. Wake up wake up, this is not the only choice. This is our bleeding get washed again and again, again. Go and wake. Wake up wake up. This shit can take you all, this shit can't fuck with your mind. You have to be independent.. until this means to be dead. Wake up dead up. Rise up dead up. Dead up dead up, you can take it all. This paranoia is just beginning if you want to..Wake up dead up. Dead up.
You say you're not good with words.. but I am worse. This is your suicide season if you want. Open the hunt season, they're hungry for pulses, for bleeding. Good luck.
