• GET HIGH, BABY.
• ORGASM AT THE WORDS COMING OUT OF MY MOUTH.
• EVERYTHING IS JUST SO GODDAMN DRAMATIC AND OVER EXAGGERATED.
• I HAVE THIS NONSTOP CONFLICT WITH MYSELF.
• I HATE IT.
• I'M NOT BETTER THAN YOU, I'M JUST GOOD AT SELF DEPRECATION.
• I'M BLINDED BY THIS HOT WHITE RAGE AND I CAN'T SEE STRAIGHT THERE'S WATER IN MY EYES GODDAMMIT.
• I LOVE THE IDEAS OF ANTI-HEROISM, PARALLEL UNIVERSES AND FRAGILE FUTURES.
• BURY ME ELEGANTLY AND DELIVER HEARTFELT EULOGIES.
• DON'T TAME YOUR DEMONS.
• NO ONE'S REALLY THAT SPECIAL. (YES, NOT EVEN YOUR FAVOURITE SUPERHERO)
• AT NIGHT THERE IS A REQUIEM FOR MY DEAD DREAMS. (YOU'RE ALLOWED BUT ONLY ON SATURDAYS)
• DIVE DEEPER INTO THE OCEAN AND FEEL YOUR LUNGS BURN.
• REMOVE THAT RANCID SMELL OF STAGNANT COFFEE FROM YOUR MOUTH AND REPLACE IT WITH BLOOD.
• CRACK A SKULL AND HEAR IT SNAP OPEN KA BOOM.
• I'M WRITING THIS IN CAPS BECAUSE:
1) I CAN'T RUIN MY AESTHETIC.
2) IT'S BECAUSE WHEN YOU'LL BE READING THIS, YOUR MIND WILL SAY IT'S IMPORTANT AND YOU CAN HEAR ME SCREAMING BUT YOU DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT MY FACE LOOKS LIKE. BASICALLY, I'M MAKING YOUR BRAIN SCREAM.
I HAVE A MOTIVE. IT'S CALLED THE NEED FOR CONSTANT VALIDATION. I HAVE SPARSE RESOURCES TO MOTIVATE MYSELF THESE DAYS.
• LET'S COUNT HOW MANY TIMES I CAN WRITE ABOUT BLOOD AND LUST USING DIFFERENT ADJECTIVES TILL WORDS DON'T FLOW ACROSS THE PAPER ANYMORE.
• THE KID NEXT DOOR IS STILL GONNA LIVE HIS LIFE WHEN I'M BEING EATEN AWAY BY BACTERIA.
• WE'RE ALL JUST SO EXCRUCIATINGLY LIFELESS I'D RATHER BE DEAD.
