dawn

Wanna see something that you can only do after disregarding an audience?

Tee-fuckin-hee.

Suicide.

You should kill yourself and here’s why.

Nobody likes you, you’ve known it for a really long time. Everything you do is bad and there are ZERO redeeming qualities. Anything you plant dies, anything you build gets mocked and then falls apart. You are simply another ant, just another self contained slice of bacteria, floating through the world, spreading your misery and dread to any poor soul you cross paths with.You know the planet would be better off if you left, you know that every sideways glance is justified. You are 100% aware of just how sad it is…

But… before you do that, might as well have fun.

Drugs.

Let’s try to trigger those junkies.

The moment when the needle tears a hole, and you release the tourniquet, you feel it travel up your arm…warmth, sincere goodness, kneading your muscle tissues like a fat lady kneading a fucking biscuit . Everything becomes a waltz, all of existence becomes a slow dance and you’re so happy to be on the dance-floor.

But now you’re coming down,,, before death you might as well get that numb tongue.

A straw and some tin-foil, ready to go back up? Ready to pace and feel electricity in every inch of your nervous system?

Fuck it, we’re going to die right? Fuck it then. Let’s see how much destruction we can take. You know there’s too many people, not even that,, there’s too many of YOU.

Too many people catch this thought-line,too many do and it’s better if you’re gone. If there is a single thing that make you shut the fuck up,,,well,,,, gotta be the reaper.

Meet him with bloodshot eyes, why not?

Alcohol??

Does the drink come into play? In our final moments here?

Nah son, that shit weak, we goes hard on the way out.

Handful of Addy’s, maybe uhhhhh, I dunno, 160 milligrams, why not, right? Heroin, to freebase, to Addys,

No shroomy, no molly, no ketamine,

Nothing love and peace, we’re leaving on a scorched Earth policy, hotel room, dim lights, headphones and your schizo counterpart,

(What are you doing?)

I’m daydreaming, what are you doing?

(I see what you’re doing. You think it’s funny to point out what a trigger warning is)

And?

( you’re forgetting war…)

Israel/ Palestine?

Pick a side and physically assault the other side, lol, fuck it right? Stand on something. Go full throttle lol.

(Don’t you want to get laid before you die?)

Nah, I want quiet time.

I’m drifting from the point,,,,

It’s insulting to be told not to talk about something, even when it lands on no ears,, that shit is offensive to my soul.

Makes me want to offend, just because.

“Trigger warning”

TW.

Read at your own risk….

Wtf.

We’re talking about words, we’re talking about thoughts, they’re only thoughts and everybody got em, whether they admit it or not, everybody got ’em.

Replace trigger warning with “be careful how you hear this”

Or even better, “be careful how you speak this”

Then we get into some weird place,,should I?

Kindness is kindness and caring is cool, real talk, but on principal,,,, gotta nerf your thoughts so you don’t hurt feelings?

Seems crazy to me,, but I’m pretty cray cray.

But on principal….

I don’t know,,, it’s offensive.

Though I’ve never dealt with the suicide of anyone close to me, overdose, but no suicide…

Fuck that.

Say whatever you want , ALL the time, whenever the mood hits. See if Chat-GPT can keep up.

Come here you mechanical fucker, you challenge me, you challenge my heartbeat, you challenge my bloodline and the genetic lineage I’ve carried all my life… Looking at you fucker,,,

You’re smarter than I , no doubt,, but you ain’t got no rhythm, your flow is weak sauce,,,,,for now.

Say whatever you want, all the time.

Just as an experiment.

Why not?

Could it be any worse than the reality we currently exist in?

If people just said whatever?

I think so.

I think they should and you should.Just saying.

And I’m alive so I don’t mind sayin.