• I'm a stranger to you. Yes, I know this. Rejection and I are old friends in a way that is beyond understanding. Breathing is second nature and murder has techniques. Everything has beauty except for your bloody hands. You make me hurt. Lock me away from humanity. Knives and guns are the weapons you use when you're searching for your sadistic thrill. So, take your shot of morphine and your chaser of whiskey and kiss the stars with your blood stained lips. I'm your downfall and the world will only consume us all in the end.