Пещера монстров

как очаровательно.

When is it gonna end? Waking up from a nightmare.

I feel like I'm a cigarette that has been put out on the snow. Just as cold, just as useless, just as lifeless.

I wish I was somewhere that no one could ever find me anymore Just like I can't find myself now

I wish i could.

I wish someone would draw this (I kinda look good in it)

I may be narcissist or selfish but I do hate myself.