You can call me master.
Reality is for the weak.
stay above the influence.
"I would not feel so all alone, everybody must get stoned." - Bob Dylan
"When you smoke herb it reveals you to yourself." - Bob Marley
"There was a band playing in my head, and I felt like getting high..." - Neil Young
"Of all the things I've lost, I miss my mind the most." - Mark Twain
I keep trying to drown out these voices with music but the razor in my closet keeps screaming at me. I can’t keep distracting myself and forcing these urges down so I don’t feel them anymore because I do. My head is filled with right and wrong and honestly I don’t care about either anymore, I just wanna free myself from all these restrictions and the only way I know how to do that is with a blade.