i attract awful people into my life because i myself am an awful person i m not oblivious to the fact that i m flawed i keep going back and forth on wether i should become a better person because everyone that ha ever done anything great wa actually a monster with sharp fang the duality of life in human consciousness often torment me and i always feel pulled in either direction causing me to have suicidal thought i try to be good people pick me apart and peel my scab i give into darkness and the universe reward me with earthly delight while my soul weeps the price is the concept of becoming a better person just used to keep u all docile i yearn to return to my eternal sleep but i have these idea that life is worth living simply because the other side is where we go when we do not dream nothing no thing even now i can not decide whether i want to live or die which just go to illustrate the main point of this post this life is a mess of confusion the emphasis on being a good person make me feel like shit for the person i am yet assimilation look to me like narcissistic delusion no good deed go unpunished the path to hell is paved with good intention is the only to bring true good into this world through evil fuck having a brain
i attract awful people into my life because i myself am an awful person i m not oblivious to the fact that i m flawed i keep going back and forth on wether i should become a better person because everyone that ha ever done anything greatwa actually a monster with sharp fang the duality of life in human consciousness often torment meand i always feel pulled in either direction causing me to have suicidal thought i try to be good people pick me apart and peel my scab i give into darkness and the universe reward me with earthly delight while my soul weeps the price is the concept of becoming a better person just used to keep u all docile i yearn to return to my eternal sleep but i have these idea that life is worth living simply because the other side is where we go when we do not dream nothing no thing even now i can not decide whether i want to live or die which just go to illustrate the main point of this post this life is a mess of confusion the emphasis on being a good person make me feel like shit for the person i am yet assimilation look to me like narcissistic delusion no good deed go unpunished the path to hell is paved with good intention is the only to bring true good into this world through evil fuck having a brain
Atraigo gente horrible en mi vida porque yo mismo soy una persona horrible no soy ajeno al hecho de que tengo defectos sigo yendo y viniendo en nosotros debería convertirme en una mejor persona porque todo el mundo que alguna vez ha hecho algo bigwa realmente un monstruo con colmillos agudos la dualidad de la vida en la conciencia humana a menudo tormento significa siempre me siento tirado en cualquiera de las direcciones que me hacen tener pensamientos suicidas trato de ser buena gente me separan y pelar mi costra doy en la oscuridad y el universo me recompensa con deleite terrenal mientras mi alma llora el precio es el concepto de convertirse en una mejor persona que se utiliza para mantener u todo dócil i añorn volver a mi sueño eterno