sun in my bedroom

CAN'T
WAIT
TO
DIE.

feel for all those nothing people no one has ever heard of who've killed themselves.
losers.

may as well not even have a body. just a sad brain, floating in distorted guitar solo.

alright. tasting is like feeling pain, while smelling is like sleeping.

feel better? I feel better. do you feel better? yes, I feel better.