“An unexamined life is not worth l… —Socrates “Suicide’s an alternative.” —Mike Muir humanity is the unwiped
trust me i am a moth and there is light ahead i would not lead you into absolute… i would not take you into perpetua…
we conspire with the heretic to em… we summon hellish legions to arm u… with the fire of anger and the pestilence of despair with swords cast in spite
every doughnut tastes like tauntin… classmates laughing and making jokes at your expense every slice of pizza reminds you
youth in his favor with young wome… a whole world ahead of him but the silly son of a bitch doesn… instead of seizing the day he spends his time obsessing over…
at odds with the sky I have rid myself of every feather and with my beak i have chewed off… of my wings if i am to see my dreams die
drink from the dream cup welcome those ghosts of morning don’t fade out, sleep in
a mind at war with itself for so long thoughts turn into grenades or helicopter blades
streets become narrow and sidewalks vanish layers are important heavy socks and the right pair of boots
Sweet undying moon, I offer you my song. With the stars in tune, heartfelt, i will croon to you the whole night long.
man that lives to yearn sips at the tit of poison no will, but to die
coiled in a moment of wonder to ponder the venom of his existen… remembering every instance that he prepared himself to strike with no recollection of hatching
i know that you miss me we were happy together and i don’t ever want you to forget i want to always be there
Fruit Vendors a man with a cart of oranges on th… sells them with acclaim for their… sweet citrus that excites the tong… for a moment of pleasure
i would never say that Rock N’ Roll saved my soul but i will say that it helped me figure out what
