Sometimes, when you are really trying to feel, really
hard, you feel the emptiness, you realize you dont feel
nothing. Or even worse: that you dont feel.

Open viens, razor trashes flesh. Trashed thoughts trough
not so clear mind.

Escapism's such a wonderfull way to deal with the reallity.
Sleep, drugs, sex. What do you choose?

Freedom of choice is given for those who try hard enough.
Time erases lifes mistakes. Can you wait?

Are you really tired? Or just lazy. Are you really hurt?
Or just weak. Keep on staring in that box! It's
entartaiment
For the dumb.

Some say rage is a brief madness.
Make yourself all honey and the flies will devour you.

Freedom of choice is given for those who try hard enough.