CUT MY LIFE INTO PIECES. I'VE REACHED MY LAST RESORT SUFFOCATION NO BREATHING. DON'T GIVE A FUCK IF I CUT MY ARM BLEEDING. DO YOU EVEN CARE IF I DIE BLEEDING? WOULD IT BE WRONG WOULD IT BE RIGHT IF I TOOK MY LIFE TONIGHT? CHANCES ARE THAT I MIGHT. MUTILATION OUT OF SIGHT AND I'M CONTEMPLATING SUICIDE. LOSING MY SIGHT LOSING MY MIND. WISH SOMEBODY WOULD TELL ME I'M FINE. I NEVER REALLY REALIZED I WAS MEANT TO

? TO LIVE WAS TOO LATE ANDI WAS EMPTY WITHIN HORRID FEEDING ON CHAOS AND LIVING IN SIN DEVILS SPIRAL WHERE DO I BEGIN? IT ALL STARTED WHEN I LOST MY MOTHER...
holy fuck, that was from memory. I have that cd somewhere :'(
I'M RUNNING AND I'M CRYING... I'M CRYING.... I'M CRYING... I'M CRYING... I'M CRYING. I... CAN'T... GO... ON... LIVING... THIS... WAY.
CUT MY CAKE INTO PIECES.
THIS IS MY LAST DESSERT
Okay, I'll stop.