

Make it through life i say, why, why make it through life, because you are tired, your old, what else can it be. To live is to feel, but in that there is an inherent risk of pain, pleasure must be met with pain, as everything in life comes with balance, so no matter how good life gets, you know it is going to get bad to componsate. Now you can mask this, create a neurosis in your life that allows you to ignore or hide the pain you feel, but it is there, and will eat you. Pain is a measurment, like happiness, of how much one is living, so if i can stop pain, and stop pleasure, i will die. Whether or not i continue to walk the earth is insignificant for i am not living, i am making it through life...
FUCK I WANT SOME DAMN DRUGS, STUPID ARMY AND THERE PISS TEST, GIVE ME SOME PERSCRIPTIONS FOR ANYTHING
a labotomy would be nice, a morphine drip maybe, a come for a few months, let time slip, the world just go on with out me, and when i have rested i can just come back to it and see how much more has fucked up despite my efforts other wise
F U C K !

Oh and whats so fantastic about me pukin on the Taco Bell dog?
here's one for you, its tattood on my back -
love is pain , i want to be insane
[Edited on Mar 30, 2005 1:16AM]