I say to myself "Drift away!"
Stop holding that cord
Have you so much will to suffer
What are your choices
The more you think the more you want to die
Stab the snakepit
This life's a (senseless) tragedy.
(i need affection... affection is not making love, it's crying in someone else's arms safely, i'm so fragile lately, what thought will keep me strong)
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