If I ever see this boy, I will purposely drop something in front of him.
I should probably sew my mouth shut and learn sign language.
That way I can say whatever I please in public places without anyone knowing.
Find what you love and let it kill you.
Let it drain you of your all.
Let it cling onto your back and weigh you down into eventual nothingness.
Let it kill you and let it devour your remains.
For all things will kill you, both slowly and fastly, but it’s much better to be killed by a lover.