you are born, you exist, you decay. a remembrance of what once was and can never be erased. broken souls search endlessly for a void through worldly pleasures. what would you give to experience pure bliss? the feeling of electricity coursing though your veins? I yearn feel the same as I did that day. once more. I will be curious and test my limits. I will do as I please relentlessly and live my truth as raw and bloody as it may be. I want them to remember me.