Sadness is all I've ever known, inside my retched body it's grown. It has eaten me away, to the waste of space i am today. There's nothing left for me to say. There's nothing there for me to hate. There's no feelings, and there's no thoughts. My body's left to fucking rot.
It has been fucking this way, since my fucking waking day. To this fucking land of waste. We're worked, erased, and then replaced. Boredom has taken over my brain, chilled the blood inside my veins,
left me in this place insane ALL IN SICKNESS AND IN PAIN, LOL.
But seriously, you know there's a website for this, right?