People of Earth:
My Lifelong pre-occupation/fear/whatever with death seems downright childish and trivial when staring it in the face: my best friend killed himself. On Saturday. When I was rushing around, buying amps, chords,, etc, and worrying about my stupid little show and my stupid little life; far away he was ending his.
fuck me. fuck him. fuck everyone.
everybody dies, right?
sooner or later, so that's supposd to make it okay, right?
fuck you, god.
My Lifelong pre-occupation/fear/whatever with death seems downright childish and trivial when staring it in the face: my best friend killed himself. On Saturday. When I was rushing around, buying amps, chords,, etc, and worrying about my stupid little show and my stupid little life; far away he was ending his.
fuck me. fuck him. fuck everyone.
everybody dies, right?
sooner or later, so that's supposd to make it okay, right?
fuck you, god.