
Doll Steak
Member
- May 31, 2025
- 25
I just want death, I don't want to punch my head till it's numb anymore I don't want to cut myself anymore I don't want to have to be drunk anymore, I don't want to be destructive anymore, I just want to be destroyed, and by my own hands. There's something wrong with my head I don't know what it is but it has to stop. I have to die. It's a joy imagining that.