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by christine Nov 26, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I worship myself myself all alone being the ripple that causes the stone i reject Him and His massochist lie the screaming of angels deserving to die i bind their wrists and tear their wings to make them pay for everything their desperate cries elate my soul their loss of life makes me whole the evil starts to f*#k my head when each and all of good is dead i choose to take the knife to me and leave for all eternity