It's okay, Chula, I make stupid posts on Facebook too. Only difference is nobody calls the cops because they don't give a ****. I personally made the decision to talk to a counselor. Because I don't want to go out that pathetically, I want to give it my all before I go out. I want these snakes to know that their venom didn't kill me yet. And I can't wait until the day that their venom drags them in to their self made pits. When this whole thing falls apart because in Magna denial and escapism rule when nobody has the courage to face reality.
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Lucem, you're right, it's silly to talk about what I would or wouldn't do IRL. Glad you brought it up. Maybe you should write an instrumental about it. I recommend a piano paired with a clarinet. With ambient sounds of you hanging from your shower curtain you ****ing failure.
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Art Is Dead. Buy My ****.
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