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The Lantern Nut said:Heey I'm so thankful for this thread! Look what I just wrote...
At ease I can only be
When the skys as grey as my skin
I can only create
When I am in constant pain
When my bodys covered in a revolting rash
And my souls about to lose control and crash
When a pathetic loser is all I seem to be
And everybody lost their trust in me
Thats when I suddenly light up
...as the morbid muse shows up
When my realitys all razorblade
...and no salvation
When Im fucked and the soul carnage
...goes on and on
Thats when crimson expressionism
Resurfaces within...PRAISE THE PAIN ! ! !
Instead of writing that, go to a f'n doctor and get some pills....
And for the one who wanted to kill her dentist, consider yourself lucky to have one. In third world countries they don't even have them and they have to endure their pain without any milligram of novocaine.
Oh and you're tiring with your boohooohoo everything is so bad I want to kill myself I'm drowning into the dark pits of the cauldrons of the eternal pain of suffering from my bruised soul. I bet you're getting anorexic? A typical disease in overdevelopped countries such as ours.
So stop whining in front of your fucking computer, go on an humanitarian mission in Africa and maybe you'll learn one things or two.
Last advice: drink a whole flask of bourbon along with benzodiazepines and masturbate. Soon, you will not give a shit about anything.