Death sounds like a pleasant and viable option at this point.
My life is for s**t.
There's just not much worth living for.
There's not one day that I don't feel like s**t. There's not one day that I feel like a whole person.
I'm just about done.
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Mighte's Journal of DOOOOOM!!!!
Eh. Whatever I want to put here. :P
I know there's a place you walked where love falls from the trees
My heart is like a broken cup, I only feel right on my knees
I spit out like a sewer hole yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?
My heart is like a broken cup, I only feel right on my knees
I spit out like a sewer hole yet still receive your kiss
How can I measure up to anyone now
After such a love as this?