(If you would like to know something, Ask nicely.)
Climb.
Climb.
Climb to the top of the world.
And as you stand tall, you will see…
That when you fall…
You will fall from a height most men will never reach.
25 Reasons Why Life is NOT Worth Living
01: Music is an inorganic, dead art form.
02: Being social now requires a keyboard.
03: Your significant other is an idiot.
04: The harder you work, the more people expect from you, and the more they abuse you.
05: No one takes responsibility for their actions.
06: Everything you love will one day become a watered down retro-fad.
07: Art is now trivial and unappreciated.
08: Media has been digitized and removed from our hands.
09: Games require you to make choices rather than shoot things.
10: Your choices are dwindling.
11: The opposite sex will never understand you.
12: No one will ever understand you.
13: Someone won’t understand this.
14: You are more deformed than you think you are.
15: Someoe less deserving, is making more money than you.
16: Someone is living off your taxes by abusing the system.
17: All politicians are liars… And you fell for it.
18: All good artist, musicians or celebrities are dead, or will be soon.
19: Originality is Lie.
20: Following your dreams will be a fruitless endeavor.
21: No one has a sense of humor.
22: comedians aren’t funny anymore.
23: There is no reason to laugh.
24: Your friends are too self absorbed to care about you.
25: The idea of a “true friend” does not exist anymore… You are alone.
Nothing Matters.
Nobody Cares.
Go Kill Yourself.
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“He will choose you, disarm you with his words, and control you with his presence. He will delight you with his wit and his plans. He will show you a good time, but you will always get the bill. He will smile and deceive you, and he will scare you with his eyes. And when he is through with you, and he will be through with you, he will desert you and take with him your innocence and your pride. You will be left much sadder but not a lot wiser, and for a long time you will wonder what happened and what you did wrong. And if another of his kind comes knocking at your door, will you open it?”
~ From an essay signed, “A psychopath in prison.” Without Conscience: The Disturbing World of Psychopaths Among Us. -Dr. Hare
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“For as long as I can remember,
I’ve loved the idea of time travel.
Whether it’s the far flung future.
Or the distant past.
But I think the real allure of time travel is the dream…
of just one more day.”
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For years this soul has scarred itself raw
For internal wisdom and a mind in a war
Personal triumph to personal lost
The selling of morals for the price of their cost
These arts of mine wrecked from personal flames
There’s nothing to lose, though nothing to gain
For these stories of mine fall on deaf ears
Personal Trauma, hopes, and fears
A bearing of soul is not needed these days
For there’s more to this world then personal pain
So burn it away and cast it aside
For we all live short on limited time
Cleanse yourself clean before a mental decease
The weight of our baggage makes us crawl on our knees
So leave this behind for it burdens the soul
Nothing is necessary, that’s all one need know
Feel the removal of desire and shame
It’s the key to rebirth in a world slightly sane
We are what we are and our beings must breath
So I leave this behind and start something Clean
~ Neurotically Yours
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Last night’s squabbles
are hanging in the air
I’m trying not to care, but I just can’t
Stop objecting,
’cause every interjection
brings you closer to rejection and disgrace
Just give me something I can take in my hands
Just give me something I can feel and understand
After hours, I’m sifting through my day
I picked out every mistake that I made
I tried talking, but every word I spoke came out like it was from the script of the tirade
I can’t help it if everywhere I walk
I’m stepping onto somebody’s fingers
Just give me something I can take in my hands
Just give me something without question or demand
Just give me something I can take in my hands
Just give me something I can feel and understand
~Southern Accent
Okay, I talked to you all day
the things some people say
I wish you’d go away
Find somewhere else to stay
Okay, I threw my phone away
and learned where not to lay
you just won’t stow away
I have to pay and pay
Is this some fantasy of yours?
Always knocking at my doors
I’ve got things to do I swear
I have to wallow in despair
I have to shave off all my hair
Okay, I talked to you all day
the things some people say
I wish you’d go away
Find somewhere else to stay
and never meet my day
Okay, I read you loud and clear
Okay, this road is ending near
Someday, I will forget my fear
Someday, it could take years and years
Okay, I’ll be the hand that steers
Away, I’m smiling ear to ear
Someday, I will forget my fear
Someday, I will get out of here
~Okay
Please not another chance at absolution
put me on the waitlist to the institution
’Cause I can feel the monsters climbing back under
Please not another chance at retribution
put me under, put me in some deep confusion
’Cause I can feel the monsters climbing back under
But I can feel the monsters climbing back under
~Monsters
 "DarkReDead")