a waste of money
a waste of time
losing control
what's the point
i guess that i don't see the fun in causing more problems for myself
my life is hectic enough
i don't have time for that stuff
i can think of a million things that i'd rather be doing with my time
than sit on a couch and k** my brain destroy my body and ruin my life
this pride i feel comes from knowing where the f** i'm going
straight
edge
i look around and all i see
wasted lives
depravity
you can save your tired arguments
i've heard them before and they still make no sense