Nov 28, 2004 22:55
this is an all time low.
this is life. and the collision of life and death at the same moment. recall the memories; pull them into consciousness and adapt and modify until what you once held so close is something you only dream of times a million. yes. it makes sense.
criticize. deconstruct.
allow yourself to be abused. its all you've ever known. you've never known acceptance. shotgun to the face. pump another round into me, baby. we have a new song.
i am the end of everything. and i'm fucking proud...happy to stand on the ashes of everything that was created and destroyed. godless and alone, temporary and permanent. i am alive.
life is a miracle.
i love?
goodnight.