And eventually ill be someone new.
Fucked up in all the extreme and best scenarios.
My mind will be warped and layered; intricate in all the ways you wish yours could be.
There will be no one to stop me.
So fuck off and let me tear myself apart.
"So lovely it feels so right."
With holes in my face, scars in my heart, light in my soul,
And free from this shit...
I will smile.
So think about it as my smoke kills me.
Can you stop me? Fuck no you can't.
Get over it.
I'm morbid, creative, and I love myself in all the ways you cannt.
Hahaha.
Fuck.
I need sleep.
If only I was high. :)

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