rawr
I hate life.... nothing good ever comes out of it. I have to go to therapy today, and I think I might tell her I'm
bye
This pain I can no longer bare
Good things come
Then taken away right away
I've lost or am losing everything that ever meant anything to me
I can't
This razorblade was meant for me
She walks the line into her deathbed ringsI say she's all aloneBegging for forgivenessI won't teach her to lie or make a planThat clairvoyant stare



