اگزیستانسیال

idc if it would be my first or last time, i want to make it my first AND last time ever.

so please please please let me get what i want, lord knows it would be the first time. (a gun)

what is it called to catch yourself staring at the wall and imagining your blood all over it?

i wish i could pour out the things that are living rent free inside my brain.

the imagination of talking to someone about your feelings or problems just to be written in a fucking notebook and then receiving meds to make you numb as fuck, make me sick.

the ashes fell, the soil has since dried out, the bonds we shared have met their maker now.

does it feel like wrath, growing older? the wells of spring hath flowed over.

does it feel like wrath, growing older? the wells of spring hath flowed over.

4:38 i peer into your well, the water vanishing. your sacrifice, an eternal spring.

4:38 i peer into your well, the water vanishing. your sacrifice, an eternal spring➖.

تنها ماشه‌ایی که درحال حاضر میخوام فعال شه، ماشه‌‌ی تفنگِ توی دهنمه.

این زندگی‌ایی که ما داشتیم میکردیم از اولش بوی گوه میداد، از فردا دیگه فقط بو نیست. خودِ گوهه. در گوه غوطه‌ور خواهیم بود.

امیدوارم فردا از خواب بیدار نشم.

i secretly yearn for something that i truly hate to have.

it's a very odd and weird kind of connection but also a need, a reason, and a way to keep living. that's why i hate belonging to anything.