Never let them take you alive

I don't need boys, I don't care, I don't need them, all the stupid asshole motherfuckers.

I hate him so much, he's the only one who has known me long enough to fuck me over like this, so thats exactly what he's doing. fuck. SHIT.

I hate them all, all those fake clones.

Why can't I find someone who can actually care about me? Every godamned boy has just proved that I'm an idiot, they all just use me as a publicity thing, no one actually cares. can anyone apreciate me for who I am? or do i need to act the part?

 

FUCK. IT. ALL.

 

I have the total status of a fucking groupie.

This night, it's existance is simply like rabies to me.
it's insane and hoping to be shot,
just to watch the blood escape it's wounds, to watch the life drain away until all hope for existance is gone.
I can't wait to see you in a pool of my own blood, splattered on the walls and against my skin.
The contarst of pale and deep red is such a sweet feeling.
This was never supposed to happen, but still the rusted trash of your New York tells me the tales of all their lies and insanity, their sex and shootings,the very gutters I've left you to drown in.
Screaming, bloody hell, won't you just leave us yet? we're sure it would be soon, not so it would be silent.
I'm killing off your memories, tearing out the very nails that hold up everything I know. we're both dying tonight, one physically. the other mentaly. Like a curse.
So give me a cure for this cancer, eat it when I'm turning black.
It's almost as if I'm pleading to myself, holding this two sided shit of a conversation. we're getting nowhere, And now I'm choking on blood.
oh the sick taste, so sweet, so corrosive.
I'm waiting for a lifeline, made of human flesh and insanity's bones.
So throw down your wretched whores to save me soul, and I'm burning in my hell as the angels stand laughing...