I had a sweet dream

[kukukoko]

I was standing on my bed, took a razor and cut my throat.

Blood came gushing out.

I felt tremendous self-hatred and the act of suicide felt sooooo sweet and satisfying in that moment. That I was able to extinguish THAT one thing which brings me the most suffering!

Pure joy of destroying what you hate the most

Anyway I was still standing on my bed. To pass the time until I die I smeared the blood on my hand and wrote in bart-simpsons-style on the wall:

"Nice Nice Nice Nice
Nice Nice Nice
Nice Nice Nice Nice
Nice Nice Nice Nice Nice"

with my blood.

Until I passed out and died (feeling pretty peaceful)

 

[Makko]

Dreams the only little glimpses of reality we get.

 

[motel rooms]

creative