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[cryingfetus]

so it's another night
of drinking and beer
they go hand in hand
so i hear
another night, i crave no other
than to fuck a stranger
and strangle my mother
these things are easy, so they say
well take this
and blow it out your brains
if i don't die
old and alone
then i'll leave a heart broken widow
why try to be happy
when feelings are so queer
why look for happiness
when misery is right here?
fuck everything i've thought,
love, hate, and all the rest
fuck everything that i've all fought
i'm surely not the best,
to fight all i hate
and defend what i don't,
to preserve the nonsense love
i want to win but no won't.
hope's for the lazy,
the braindead and insane;
for the ones who have lost, given out,
and accepted their pain
love doesn't come
until it's too late
and then your dying,
with cancer of the prostate.

why go on living? i don't know, i don't know. i only assume it's for a bigger purpose than to "make life harder on the conformists."