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Post by Santino Morrison-Novak on Apr 11, 2010 14:16:06 GMT -6
*THE JOURNAL, [/b][/color][/color][/font]  --------------------------------------
"the me that you know, he had some second thoughts, he's covered with scabs, he is broken and sore, the me that you know, he used to have feelings, but the blood has stopped pumping, and he is left to decay, all, pain disappears, It's the nature of my circuitry, drowns, out all I hear, no escape from this, my new consciousness. it won't give up, it wants me dead, goddamn this noise, inside my head"
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Post by Santino Morrison-Novak on Apr 11, 2010 14:20:55 GMT -6
DEAR DIE-RY
[SEPTEMBER 10TH 2007]
[/font] --------------------------------------------------------[/center] I've excluded happiness as one of those possibilities we seek for ourselves. Oh, I still want it, but that's beside the point. Contentment - they say it's the ultimate, but I can't even wish for that. I don't even want the desire to be content. I can only hope for silence
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Post by Santino Morrison-Novak on Apr 11, 2010 14:23:44 GMT -6
DEAR DIE-RY
[SEPTEMBER 17TH 2007]
[/font] --------------------------------------------------------[/center] Killing someone who's already dead. Fff...fuck, you people...you...how stupid we are. Resorting to the same old, monkey brutality, afraid to look up from our bloody dicks. Afraid of transcendence. And how stupid was I? I, actually paid attention to her! I actually listened!? Devoted precious thought to it? And my hands! These hands that were capable of such atrocity. I want to chop them off. I want them off me!
No more stars... no... clouds... nothing... she's gone. It's such an easy thing to say you hate something... so easy to hate... what a piece of shit I am... I ca...can't believe I went the easy way... I thought I knew... I wish I knew something... anything. God......I never should've left that room...my room, out there, I almost remember it. It's gone now...along with everything else
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Post by Santino Morrison-Novak on Apr 11, 2010 21:11:21 GMT -6
DEAR DIE-RY
[SEPTEMBER 26TH 2007]
[/font] --------------------------------------------------------[/center] Someone told me today that the world would be so much nicer if people only used guns on themselves. Trust me, I know what self-loathing is, but to kill myself? That would put a damper on my search for answers. Not at all productive
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