rotten thoughts

suffer

I could be smashed to a pulp and I'd still force a joke trough my fucked up mouth.

when I'm six feet underground
the bugs in my body will dream of you.

the conversation between your skin and mine
is my favorite bedtime story

I wanna eject myself into the sun.

I'm sorry I've lost that spark behind my eyes.

sitting on the floor; being absolutely devastated by the fact that I have a physical form.

today has been a rough week.

I have had just about enough of myself.

I'm confused!!! I do not know what I want to do with myself!!! my visions for the future are constantly fluctuating!!! my path in life is constantly forking!!!! I do not know who or what I really am!!! besides terrible!!