I’ve decided that when I die, I’d like to go by getting lost at sea and then being swallowed by a whale.
Go out in a blaze of romanticism.
And rejoice, your hair it smells like burning hair
Oh, rejoice, your nails all got chewed off
Oh, rejoice, and holy fuck you’re bleeding there
Oh, rejoice, you burned your whole beard off
Rejoice despite the fact this world will hurt you
And rejoice despite the fact this world will kill you
And rejoice despite the fact this world will tear you to shreds
Rejoice because you’re trying your best