the big nothing
we are all fake. defined by the cloth we choose to cover our bodies & the pathetic words that come out of our god forsaken mouths. the obsession of material and an inflated feeling of pride in your own superiority. YOU ARE NOTHING. it's like a big war of the automatons. our broken thoughtless words are weapons. no one wins. in the end every heart is destroyed. cracked & shattered into oblivion. this place is disgusting & nothing is improving but our blindness. our world is deteriorating before us in a slow almost unnoticable manner. and we are the victims of a perfect apocolypse & we will kill ourselves.