it’s a beautiful, intense feeling. the gentle gnawing of maggots on your rotten skin. your body slowly fills with natural gas. everything awful to happen to you just.. melts away as the earth takes you. decomposition is like natures way of writing a poem about life. its melancholic and beautiful. i want to be a decomposing corpse.
it’s beautiful. if you’re alive i can just imagine the feeling of becoming so light, the excruciating pain would be so intense and amazing. i often dream of dismembering myself, becoming just a flopping torso like a fish. blub blub blub. and the blood squirting from your arteries, it would only add to the feeling of weightlessness. oh i long to be dismembered and left out in the forest..
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