Testo Feet Don't Fail Me Now

Dive. diving so hard. into the blue. as if it were an ocean or delicate pool. they are as solid as concrete and as cold as death. but they feel so comforting. take this comfort. comfort in drowning. i can feel my body being swallowed by these unforgiving tides. and these lungs can swallow so much water. i lack the pleasure in any reason to make you happy. why are these eyes of mine plagued to the point of jealousy