With this razor you also need to sign your name across my wrist so everybody will know who left me this way

Everybody bleeds I just bleed a lot more than they do

The next time you want to f**k me over stab me from the front

My only fear is that soon judgment will come

Raise up the ghosts of all the perfect suicides; I won't die like them. Push through raw emotion I will breath and exit with a broken spirit. I WILL DIE COMPLETE