Hate...

Cock sucking dick you are.
Love is good when it's there.
When there's nothin - I don't want it.
I don't even want to look for it.

I'm not jealous of my friends that have their boyfriends.
I just feel spikes, stuckin themselves into me in the hidden
places of my dying soul.
And there are no better words to put it.
Or, it might sound too simple, which might make it not
understandable...
For we were born naive... that means - simple.
Simplicity is the strongest element, which helps all of the
living stay alive at the beginning of the end.
But then, when depth and complexity gets inside, it all
drowns in brown water and nothing can be understood
anymore.

And why is that? Too simple to answer,
Which means - too complicated to actually make it become
spoken humanoid words.





                                               Farewell
child
                                                   I am
always ready to die.