Bolt Stein / Insect Warfare
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All the ones I'd done before just leave me wanting more. and the rest just get boring. until you overdose. I want drugs that make me feel the world doesn't exist. I want more. All of it. All they ever made. When I snort some dust or smoke it with some weed evil things I want to do come outside of me. Inhibited by nothing. the world becomes my bitch. cant control my actions. I cant tell whats going on in. did the murder really happen or was I staring into the sun
Submitted by Grave666 — Apr 26, 2025
A glass filled with gas rag stuffed in the top the tip is already lit you may have thought you started the war but it ends here torch your fucking home down while you are still inside I'll do it when you're sleeping won't make it out alive nothing's left burned and gone who gives a shit that you've died it's not fair that they suffered but your family had to go there's no one to remember all thoughts of you are gone died engulfed in fire.
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025
You're so fucking false you don't even exist just an assumed identity from people in your clique desperate to be someone but not knowing who to be copy the pretty things around you that you see too boring and dumb to want to be yourself how long will you last until you latch to something else the burden of the poser the fear of being exposed you don't have to worry you're so fake it shows
Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025