Awaiting The End.

When ppl kno about ur depression and they randomly ask “are you okay? How are you doing?” In that special voice

Whats up u depressed bastard

this is preferable honestly

Oh I get it it’s called Friends cause they’re all friends with eachother

I’m antisocial, yet social. I don’t talk to people first, but when someone talks to me first I’m up for talking to them. Some days I’ll be really talkative and friendly and other days I’m just in my shell like nah today ain’t the day for socializing.

I fuck your girlfriends yet you worship me I am a ruthless bastard, a total s.o.b. I have broken up lots of families It doesn’t matter, I have no conscience Only thing that counts is to conquer new nest I have been successful on four continents There is the burning madness right behind my eyes I have chosen my own path and I can never die All those slammed doors, all those running tears They mean absolutely nothing to me I just turn my back and fuck off my way With a diabolical smile on my face Back in my kingdom I am thinking of you As I masturbate in front of a mirror There is the burning madness right behind my eyes I have chosen my own path and I don’t give a fuck I do know the power of the darkside, As the dark descends, the hunt is again on As my next victim, look into my eyes Hear all the bullshit of love between us Fuck everything else, it boils down to this I am scared of nothing but afraid of myself There is the burning madness right behind my eyes I have chosen my own path and it leads to hell Straight to hell, onward to hell