A very rough draft of my darkest moment and what brought me back to life... |
Those Blue Eyes Thirty... yeah, should be sufficient... Who will care when I depart, free of the pain, despair, anger... Wait, this is becoming too cliché, I’m better than that. Heh, been awhile since I encountered a kernel of confidence. Hmmmmmm..... Have to fabricate something unique exceptional... totally me... Eh, peace out, motherfuckers! Yeah, totally me. Ahhh, the anguish...dissipating... Serenity at last...laying on the bathroom floor Goddamn cliché! Isn’t there supposed to be a light at the end of a tunnel? No biggee I guess, I’ll survive. HAH! Apologies... I still love you and always will... ‘Ello there poppit! What do your Blue Eyes want? I’m preoccupied at the moment. If you could get off of my chest that would be great. So this is the end... Fucking cliché! Why are you talking so frantically? Stop it! This is for the best! STOP IT! Do not even caress my visage again! GODDAMMIT STOP! oh shit... oh SHIT... SHIT! You still need me! WHAT AM I DOING?! Two finger revival...STAT! I’m............okay............ Don’t worry... I’ll be here for you Blue Eyes... |