Black Flowers Blossom...
2003-07-05 @ 1:27 a.m.

Remember? Gumdrops, lollipops, and merry-go-rounds, spinning tops, belly flops, and clowning around. Integral parts of our lives, unforgettable parts of our youths. Childhood lost. Regard... In the hereafter will there be fame? Fortune? Life after the social hierarchy that is high school. Independence and vulnerability. The future ahead. Realize... Massacres in the name of God, greed, the death of honesty, trust, and loyalty. Ugliness. The world today. Our lives now. Reality becomes putrid when black flowers blossom...

I'm more fed up with society than I've ever been. People hating themselves, rapists molesting small children, CAT MASSACRES (they say it's a satanic cult that's behind the cat killings)?! And what disgusts me the most is suicide. The act of killing oneself, taking the life that is intended for you to carry out. What suicide does is deprive you and the world of a life that could have made a difference. Suicide, in my opinion, is for the weak. For the coward. For the people who don't know how to deal with their emotions. They can't hold out any longer, and death seems to be the only option, the only way out, the only escape. Can't they see that it isn't? Nothing is worth dying for. Nothing can compensate for the loss of your life, and nothing can undo what has been done...

Black flowers blossom when all hope is lost...


Listening to: "Serial Code" by VNV Nation

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She knows I can read. - 2008-05-06
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