gothic

Family is everything without them we're nothing nothing but a husk having no emotion non existent feelings how I linger on no attachments no voices surrounded by death everyday death is my mindset my only way to live is to destroy all I love with a hunting knife and a weak smile All of this is...

Wrecking ball persona I never owned up to I am a liar, a thief, a fake flakes of skin fall from the bone all alone in a violent world the voices whisper darkness into my ear I fear them, I loathe them I dive into despair for long periods of time I don't lose hope I wash myself down with soap...