StinkyPete's Page

Everyday life pushed me closer to the edge of the cliff, now I stand there by myself, my body is stiff. Waiting for life to push me once more, why go on living? Come on! What for? Why don’t you understand that I want to fall, I just want to get away from it all. The pain runs through the veins inside me, and now that you see you can't go on lying to me. You can no longer tell me to go back to my family, because you finally realize they are the pain in me. I have failed to meet the drastic standards for living; death is my escape, my last resort. But does the last resort mean weakness? Does it mean I was beaten if I choose to lie there lifeless? Life is a spiteful bitch that I can not let win, even if it means that I must endure its misery, giving in to her would be an unforgivable sin. But still I wonder, would I remember that I sinned? Would I remember that it I strength that I lack? Well there is only one way to find out, and there is no turning back.

Fuck the world

• Drink to forget
• Smoke to smile
• Die to end it all
• Lie to pretend its ok
• Set fire to burn the lies to the shit it is.

My other pages and my fav sites

My blurb
anarchy cookbook
pic of me and mikey
mikeys site (my best friend)

Email: tastymarshmello_@hotmail.com