I see you.

Dear world.

I thank you for the void.
I like the smell of your emptyness.
My mind's been filling it up with voices, though.


Dear World,

I don't like the taste of your lies.
You have been concealing your true nature.
The time has come for our revenge.

Don't laugh when you don't understand it yet.
Take the time you need.
Take the time you have left.

Don't worry, they are going to make it look like an accident.
Besides, no one cares that much about you.

With love, The Blood.
Wanneer de zon verdwijnt, wil ik het licht in je leven wel zijn <3

The diligence of your arm to disguise its bread flavoured breath is like mistrustful proclamations.

May maggots eat your left arm and then may they eat your left arm!

-internet