4:28 a.m. - 2008-08-05
Infection
Your beauty mark, empty smile, your fucking cunt attitude...

Turning, enjoying killing myself a little too much. I'm spinning around in this grinder-spiral, and every night a lose another piece of me. Yesterday I lost hope, today I lost love.

I'm a cut-up piece of slab, infected by the rusty blades. I'm taking a new shape, covered with mold, covered in spit.

Your fucking white teeth sinking deep into what's left of me. And then I crawl down your throat and do whatever I want inside.

Your Security, Heavenly God, your fucking cunt life...
I rape it all away.