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Right now I'd say what comes to mind is that very last part of master of puppets where you hear all that mocking-like laughter. Just remembering that reminded me of being a depressed middle schooler picturing my class laughing at me lol

I don't know anymore. That hopeful, cheerful little boy in me died on a spike. Dulled and jaded to my surroundings. Think like "one" by Metallica always playing on loop in the back of my mind. There must be fundamentally wrong with me. I just live to live at this point. I don't feel suicidal by...