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Delerium Tremors "DTs" I felt it after i rode it out.
I wanted to kill myself.
I sat there with my shadow and thought.
My knife... always sharp for times like these.
It's so fucking cool to see your own blood, my own blood, just pour out and contrast my pale, white skin.
Blood is just too cool.
I once did a whole painting with my own blood.
It came out good, and I was proud of it.
It's my blood.
My knife... carving like it's never carved before.
Blood, yes everywhere. Drip, drip, yeah!
Shadow... where are you?
I love you!
I swear, ok, no more blood, no more knife.
Just me and you!
Chilling...if I knew you, I would probably worry about you a lot, but then...you seem like the type to weather storms like these very well. More powerful stuff.