You can't heal if angels are living in your rape

Angels, are often a moment but can't remember that moment but live in the frequency of a good time being the moment of something happening to you unpleasant that is supposed to be pleasent like sex with someone you don't want to have sex with, even force by force of not knowing you don't have a choice because it felt like a natural connection...

Every wave and light streak is as the emptiness which we do not exist but if I said which we do exist it would've made more sense.

You cannot heal if the angels are living in that moment and not moving forward.

Gum in your hair,

Stain on the sheets,

Food in your teeth

and more that can be.

They are called visual trails it seems.

On that high we often just live and don't notice that we are living to nothingness except existing without notice.

These moments are the past... not even... it is not explained well. I do not explain nostalgia or a word that exist that is lost in the translation of latinist endevors of pangeaic efforts.

The memories...

Are those the angels?

Are the good memories bad? Are the bad memories the angels?

You can find a thought to a memory and think; this memory meant something to me or nothing at all and I don't want this memory or why do I have this memory?

Why am I thinking about this right now?

It is a start to your kingdom of your own heart.

Meaning–a piece. You can chase down your memory even in everyday.

Because it isn't always about the memory.

It is about where it can lead you.

Sora as meaning wind and to are no towards but if I yet then I can truly say verily because is said twice.

Rape me by this band is not about rape.

It is about rape.

There is a picture, a theory...

rape of lupiddieses in greek culture

to which if there was a start then there are angels that don't know better or know too much of better.

That leads me to think. How new is every moment that now is the time that now is to before this second... it didn't exist.

Yet being what they are they are stuck in the freuqncey until we catch them which of course is the concept you'll find on the internet about this song about sending an "angel" to "hell."

of course they are not allowed to speak so it is man to jail.

So... do something.

Anything!

You'll find moments, and though scars never heal as even in time people do lie as the mind can scar as well... there is no yet fix. There is only getting better and moving forward with your story.

That doesn't mean don't live.

That just means–

Go for a walk,

It means, buy something you normally wouldn't.

Do something crazy to what in your mind is the exact opposite of what you would do.

Nirvana Lyrics

"Rape Me"

Rape me

Rape me, my friend

Rape me

Rape me again

I'm not the only one, ah-ah

I'm not the only one, ah-ah

I'm not the only one, ah-ah

I'm not the only one

Hate me

Do it and do it again

Waste me

Rape me, my friend

I'm not the only one, ah-ah

I'm not the only one, ah-ah

I'm not the only one, ah-ah

I'm not the only one

My favorite inside source

I'll kiss your open sores

I appreciate your concern

You're gonna stink and burn

Rape me

Rape me, my friend

Rape me

Rape me again

I'm not the only one, ah-ah

I'm not the only one, ah-ah

I'm not the only one, ah-ah

I'm not the only one

Rape me! (Rape me!)

Rape me! (Rape me!)

Rape me! (Rape me!)

Rape me! (Rape me!)

Rape me! (Rape me!)

Rape me! (Rape me!)

Rape me!