Raise your glasses and drink the blood of your victims. 
Helium is rare. 
Want a drink? 
In the dark, things are much more complex. 
Dig in, please, the bones of the dead are tasty. 
Is it possible to drown in rain? 
We are the death of ourselves. 
Help me, please. 
God? 
Don't desert me, let me leave you. 
I'm just like you in a way. 
Tattoos should be respected. 
Life can be hard, but so can death. Sometimes, I wish I were blind. 
Beside my name, is there anything? 
We are all fractured reflections in a mirror. 
Sometimes, death can seem survivable. 
My fingers are scratching at the mattress, can you hear it?