success doesnt make u an artist
money doesnt make u a more worthy *******

i dont know if i can make it through this but i love u so i have to try and do it

addiction is only a problem wehn you are poor

master your emotions and no one can touch you

i thank god everyday for ****/cigarettes/hennessy

dont ever loose your innocence it is the best part of you and everyone and everything in this world will try to destroy it

i am in love with a mermaid

im starting to forget why i had faith in u ur loving is less than leaving and im just trying to pass through

completely

true selfishness is deeper and stronger than what u do with your money

people are afraid to talk about death
until they **** it and sleep next to it
then its all they can stand

death is the only thing that can truly fix everything

my parents relationship used to make me sad, now i feel happy for them and sad for whatever im missing to ever be able to have something like that

domestic life makes me want to **** myself and idk how to get out

animals make me feel like there is hope in life humans make me want to die

i dont know how to deal with these feelings anymore

what advice could i ever pass on to my future children or what good could any of this bring to a family nothing and it is who i am so what the **** do you want from me

i spend at least 10 hours a day pretending the world doesn’t exist as hard as i can

i had everything i needed to be happy
and i have never been happy my whole life

staring at the moon a wolf dressed in drag
sputtered out coughs in vain
when he hustled away the rain away
with bitter sentiments + cooling breezes
insects skitter blac the town  
human is old and slowly leaving
ressurected a god

i need to die before one of my cats die icant handle it

nighttime is a beautiful place

i cant get out of what i need to escape to try to be happy there isnt enough in me so im here and im staying until everything goes away

i ******* hate you for not caring

nothing has ever felt worse than this

nobody knows how ****** everything really is

i love u for understanding

i can feel my body dying and for the first time that isokay with me

still afraid
but not going anywhere

someday it will be captured on stone
then this world will see how desperation grows
tired of genies, beyond so much more
the mask of your youth lingers
like a lightning struck ghost
in my brain
crackling attuned to itsglow

any love i ever had for u is dead i want nothing to do with u ever ever ever again

i have no soul

im trying so hard man but you have to give me something i cant change it for you, u still have to want it for yourself

you love when you need to
i speak when i have to
and its the right thing to do

please stop saying u will pray for me i dont want your god and it bothers me that your delusion is something that you think i need

pulling out teeth that grow right back

why cant you tell me you love me before i tell you i want to die

am i okay, no
is anyone or anything okay
are you okay

world full of artists muted by doctors medicine

u r taken for granted
when you are all that should matter

25 years old and i feel like im molding
the carpet is bleeding empty and the ceilings are folding
everything is already living dead, at least the way that i see it
they walk and they breathe but that isnt living to me
idk what u are idk what u believe idk human idk anything
i know that every friend i ever had never deserved me
i know that i could never make peace with some of my family
i know that nothing else matters except for what ill leave
i know that alive is so empty when death is all ur feeling
i really believe in these things  so overpowered by everything
i want to believe they can exist without this cancerous feeling
i know that ive done things that you could never forgive
i know that the bible says people like me are wicked
and we all deserve to feel like this
i know ill never go to heaven if it even exists
i know ill never beg on my knees im not your ******* *****
i know ill never pray for anything or anyone because they dont need that ****
i know that i ******* hate everything that trys to fight against this
i know that no one believed in me until everyone one else did
i know that the people i love still don't believe love exists
i know that it hurts me more than anything else ever will
to put everything i ever cared about into something
for you to completely ignore it
i just want to eat  i just want to sleep i just want one ******* day
where i dont worry constantly about everyone and everything
i know ill never be what you have always wanted me to be
so ill jus sit here puking garbage until something ******* saves me

if we were here together
you could be Mary
and I would be Joseph
let the holy spirit fill us
when we take all our clothes off
and talk about when bottles
were just a keeping place
and the time that we wasted
hiding from fate
sometimes I know that I love you
sometimes I know the things you play
your gun drips nocturnal from soft light with a hiss
like a match strike in white off your sandpaper hips
living an empty light socket with a human face mound
dressed to death
in the wrong coat with no arms
to project you in your spirit form
sometimes I know that I love you
sometimes I play that **** you play
through tunnels of visors with plastic slot machine lips
the opening act of an **** in sun struck mist
red breath devil to sleep and **** around
even when you know im down
holy lidless ghost to throw your eyes around
even when the lids are down