I am obsessive, creative, selfish, and greedy. I am a sinner, I am a freak, I am everything I hate, but so is everyone else within this miserable excuse for a civilisation. None of us are civilised, we are all animals, but at least I have a few scraps of dignity left, and an idea of what real life is like; scary, lonely and cold. We all die eventually. Live fast, smoke, die young and drink as much as is physically possible. I live my wretched life to it's full potential and I will die my death in the same way. • Interrogate Me.
We're nothing but filthy.