filth

A bloody leg. Text written over the picture covers the entire image, repeating the lines "I will never forget you because you forever breathe down my neck/Whenever I feel my sex drive I remember what you did to me/Filth and dirt all over never comfortable again"

I'm haunted awake, I'm haunted asleep. I don't remember anything quite like that. It's been bad before but you have no single redeeming quality. It's been bad before but I can't even understand you. Trap of another. You roll eyes. I hope they'll roll still when you lie in the grave.