i want to commit suicide every fucking day

Frosted glass

Obscure

looking through

a heavily

tinted

window.

You can

see

some

one

else

on the other side.

They

are

mocking you.

They

sneer and

laugh.


You

wash

your

hands

Tear

off the rough

brown

paper

towel.

It scrapes your

hands.

You

like the

abrasive

quality.

You

like

to hurt.

my badass bday