I wish I could be right where you are Where you are

you’re still in my head. my mind’s convinced that you never left. I’m counting down till I see you next. I still compare everything to your silhouette. how can I forget what is perfect? 

My emptiness has built your altar and I worshipped myself in you forever

Sunn O))) | It Took The Night To Believe | Black One

Treewow Retreat / Monoarchi

I don’t like this feeling.

I wanted you Thought I needed you pain and all Couldn’t stand the distance though I tried I tried I tried I tried

Nocturne in Black and Gold The Falling Rocket 1875 Oil on canvas Detroit Institute of Arts Ed. Orig. Lic. Ed.

Every four years the two-headed monster rises from its pit, and we have a choice between this head or that. Their party line separation is a phantasm haunting reason. It’s a choice between this diseased hand or that diseased hand. We are criminals who defy law. They are criminals who defy freedom. Endless heads of a bureaucratic hydra, and so the smiling wounds we draw across each neck. While they lounge in the decadence of their capitols and dream up new rules of social conduct, we shall sink a knife in every Caesar, we shall aim our rifles and fire at every president, every senator, every statesman. Wake up. There won’t be any change. In the sewer of capitalism, only the scum will rise.

Encounter many problems in life Dealing with a constant strife Confidence nowhere to be found Ability run into the ground My future looks extremely bleak An immediate exit I seek Ready to take my chances with fate Carve my name in a block of slate Razor blades are everywhere They’ll help me through my despair Horizontal slashes-the wrist Bleed, purge, my final bliss My equilibrium is way off balance I should be placed under surveillance As I add to these holes in the walls Life’s got me by the balls Watch me as I come to grief Writhing in my final release Agony like you’ve never known From this clump of dust I’m thrown Betrayal!!! Betrayal!!! Deceived me I’ll screw you all in the end

Corrupted - Dios Injusto

Noothgrush - Starvation What kind of human contributes to the suffering of their own kind?

The Body - Starving Deserter

This is the end