Drinking an crying drinking and crying. filling up the empty bottle with tears so i can just pour it all over my psychiatrists nice rug tomorrow and say “Thats how i feel” but he wouldn’t get it.
You know the worst and maybe greatest feeling i’ve discovered in this amazing life, is the feeling you get when you realise you gotta take control of your own death. That strong burning sensation you get on the wrist’s that trickling blood feeling behind the eyes, so much passion and euphoria. which sadly is designed to be short lived, for reasons we all know.
Sorry I’m in a mood. 70% sure that i’m getting sectioned, and the one thing i really don’t need is to be put inside another cage. Â But who knows maybe the Angels will save me.
You all look Amazing by the way 🙂
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Thanks, you’re look’n good yourself.
I agree with taking control of ones death too.