Apr 22, 2009 15:24
I want to staple back your eye lids so you wont miss a second. Not one-minute detail should go unnoticed. Does it burn? You’re so fucking weak. You disgust me. The inconsistencies of your convictions only exemplify your inability to rationalize the truth. At least you’ve succeeded in maintaining your street credibility.
How does it feel to subconsciously know you’re a second-class citizen to the body of your peers? Though you display a constant rejection of their opinions, you notate every last syllable.
Before I let you close your eyes and leave you for dead, I must ask; at the end of the day and you look at you’re new found life, how does it feel to be alone inside?
This isn’t my reality. Its just another ad for some one’s version of how they think it should be.