Have you ever wondered what ending it all feels like. I do, all the time. I just imagine myself grabbing my razor and cutting everywhere, getting deeper and deeper each time the blade meets my skin. Watching the crimson liquid pour from my veins and listening to the soothing dripping sounds as it splatters on the floor leaving marks on the white porcelain surface. Then, making the final cut as I observe my masterpiece of crimson rivers all over my body.
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Book of Rants and Shît
HumorThis book is basically just me posting the random shît that goes through my head. WARNING!!! I AM EXTREMELY CRAZY AND UNSTABLE! MOST PEOPLE WHO KNOW ME THINK I AM CERTIFIABLY INSANE SO DON'T GET OFFENDED IF MY THOUGHTS SCARE YOU. ANOTHER WARNING...
