jrave

wish i was to dead to cry, the self affliction fades, stones to throw at my creator, masochist to which i cater. wish i was to dead to care, if i indeed i can at all. never had a voice to protest, so u fed me shit to digest, i wish i had a reason, my flaws are open season, for this i gave up trying, one good turn deserves my time. wish i died instead of lived, zombie hides my face.

i'm in trouble, i rode with a drunk person, i condoned it, now i'm in trouble.
what's the purpose of going on if u know ur gonna get fucked? there is no purpose, and no reason.

good bye.