Fallen to a blade Over the words said To speak a final trade One to have been raid From the life of anothers heart Failing to fight the dark One will be the dart That breaks to the stark Hear my final oath For the ones true to end I stand to a toast That surely tends To burn the dead
Jacob, I can assure you I know exactly how you feel. I've come so close to leaving this earth, on my own terms.
I used to be depressed and stuff. Hell, I worshiped satan for two years just to get back at god, because I felt he was never there when I needed him. But then one day I realized that no matter how depressed or mad I was at the world, nobody gave a fuck. So basically you can hate everyone and lead a miserable life for yourself. Or you can just get over it. Move on and enjoy life.
reminds me of that ten year old named Brick off of The Middle who lost the spelling bee once and overdramatized going back to S
Well tell us what the hell was tarnished. I'm curious. Wait, your pride. Why was your pride tarnished?