looking at the bottom of the bottle.theres nothing left,theres nothing left,theres nothing left.and all i want is one more.one more pill,drink,needle.bullet.and u just dont see this.im happy.im mortal.im everything u see on the outside.but inside im fucking tearing myself apart,looking through these razor blades and needles for my self esteem and happiness that i once had.u try so hard to build this up,but u rip me apart,u destroy me.and i hate you even more for that.