Numbskull

In jail everything smells like piss, I saw a Disturbed tattoo and I had to listen to Seether, Five Finger Death Punch and breaking Benjamin all night. The closest thing to hell I’ll ever know

Considering drawing a bunch of pentagrams on the walls of my new basement and placing candles around strategically, because it just feels right

When I have to start counting the months it’s been since I’ve even made out with someone on two hands, I know the downward spiral’s began