I Have the Right to Destroy Myself

Is this like life? K wonders. My hand is already determined from the beginning. My hand in life is probably something worthless, like three kkeut.

Cruelty breeds a secret pleasure.

But isn’t all art a filter for reality? Drawings or sculpture change reality in some way and make it more real. You could say art is a reflection of reality.

A man was sprawled in a tub filled with pink water.

“This method has usually been used in the West. Roman aristocrats favored it. Your blood circulates faster when you’re immersed in hot water and your death comes quicker. It takes a lot to cut your artery, but once you do it, it’s very relaxing. You can die watching your blood seep into the water. You’ll be in a state of shock because of the amount of blood you lose and you’ll feel weaker and weaker, and hazy.

Judith killed Holofernes, an enemy leader, after seducing him. But it isn’t clear if she still felt traces of desire after his death or if she had reached orgasm at the exact moment of his decapitation.

Don’t you think there’s more feeling involved if you perform your last song in front of an audience instead of playing it in a sterile studio for some unknown future listener?

Sometimes fiction is more easily understood than true events. Reality is often pathetic. I learned at a very young age that it was easier to make up stories to make a point.

people who can’t kill can’t ever truly love.

It’s funny, the truth makes people uncomfortable, but a lie gets people excited.

My clients don’t have Sylvia Plath’s literary talent, but they design the end of their lives with as much beauty as she did.