I hate everyone else
I hate myself it isn't okay
I feel like if a razor open wide my flesh
summer july autumn daughter yeeeeeeaaaaaaaaarrrghhhhh
holding my head with both hands
animal noises from my broken throat
I need to scream and don't wonder why
sloppy
this anger between my fingers I want to broke all 
all all all
DEATH is like I scream.
this is bad, very bad, too bad, too much bad.
tears come to me to blurry this anger
wild energy explossion
a long shot a deep kick
my hands stained with my own blood
walls are hard and strong
this will hurt tomorrow.
so sick so stupid so what!
inside -I'm screaming.
I lose any sense time ago
I want something that gives pain something sharp!
WHY THIS FUCKIN' KNIVES DON'T CUT WELL???????????????
my skin isn't steelmade! shit!
hate
words of hate
leave me alone or come to me to be hit choose
I'd bite my tongue, cut it off by a bite and throw it away from me
no need
so fine
no need
no need
cry red white chewing taste rebuff xtasis nausea burn blast
agressive
self-destructive
inner combustion
fuck fuck fuck fuck
swear all I want!
and I'll cry i want to!
what do you want?!
an obsessive mp3 again and again
deep, a gasp and a bark
feeling better with a distorted voice
ill-will... I have been listening the same song the whole morning, during six or more hours. resting in music coma. enjoy the coma. right? and when my grey and stupid cat woke me up and scratched me, I bit her.
and school? school. what a dirty word for a dirty place.
I keep no friends there.
their taste dislikes me.
they're real assholes and they'd wish to see me out. complete definition: I am, absolute minority.
I'd like to be a dropout like Kyo -my sexual crush, we're so alike, I'd be worried for this similars but actually I love it- was but nowadays I can't cos of my parents. in days like this, I need a new runaway to some place/s where I has no name to be called, only me&Orome.
I should study near three chapters from my history book but I don't really need to study I need to learn how to do it, I know about 29's bursatile crack and the 2ndWorld War. damn times. tomorrow a brand new test (insert a funny sarcastic tone here), I have to go, my latin test finished in blank... I didn't even go.
I don't give a shit.
sweat over the wood of the floor is the one thing that can calm me a bit. if I'm tired I won't bite my own meat like a hungry ferret.
THIS is life beyond desperation. and the worst is that I only hate, but I haven't got anything special to hate. NOTHING!
what's a year or two
I lost almost three years, I want them back.
seven deadly sins will hammer my judgement

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