08-28-2012, 09:48 PM
Yeah, and I know that the following metaphor might be a bit morbid/inappropriate, but I feel like a suicide victim who has finally set the date.
I just feel totally relaxed, all of the stresses that used to wear me down, burn into me, doesn't matter anymore. It doesn't matter, I won't be around to suffer over it anymore soon. I feel light as a feather.
I don't know what comes after, if anything, but at least I won't be stuck in this fucking place anymore.
I just feel totally relaxed, all of the stresses that used to wear me down, burn into me, doesn't matter anymore. It doesn't matter, I won't be around to suffer over it anymore soon. I feel light as a feather.
I don't know what comes after, if anything, but at least I won't be stuck in this fucking place anymore.

