I get really bummed when I read about crazy people,flying off the rails,murdering people, causing chaos.Seems like it’s becoming more and more frequent.
It’s like I can feel them out there, sharing a heartbeat. Some low throb of the people withdrawn. Just what in the blue fuck is going on? What is the overall catalyst?
There’s something driving people to internalize, it’s like they don’t like your world anymore.The gutter trash,the dumpster juice.
It’s all good and fine, we’ve been around forever,but now it feels like we’re out to cause problems.Like we’re desperate to be heard.
Desperate people do desperate things, and I hear them. In some weird way.
I don’t understand what happened to good ole fashioned suicide, why do you have to take it out on others? Do you think it will matter? if someone knows your name?
I personally don’t think so.
I think you travel into death stained,tainted. If your fucking name matters so much to you, you’re a fool. I say it’s better to find peace in being no-one.There’s a lot of freedom in it. You can’t be canceled or judged or even scrutinized.
Because you don’t exist. You never mattered and God never had a plan for you, that was all a lie.
so cheers.
dawn 