I’ve come to a point where I simply can not hope.
It’s pointless.
And thinking about life, future, and escaping threatens to break the thin barrier.
Sanity | Insanity
I am not afraid of…
Pills, which I can swallow multiples of.
Fire, therefore of burning things to smoke.
Needles, of which to inject substances.
My mind, which I unlock bit by bit.



- brainwash. government. media. mind.
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But he isn’t pretty enough and he is much too selfish for me.
Why must this all be so…complicated? I want to age so I may fit my mind. So I may have the privileges to do as my mind desires?


