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it sits in the corner of my bed, it's always ringing in my head. can you feel happiness when you're dead?

درموردش میگیرم میخوابم چون هم کاری از دستم بر نمیاد، هم کونِ گشادم اجازه نمیده و هم خوابم میاد.

روتین پوستیم رو انجام دادم، آبم رو خوردم، نفرت پراکنی ظهرگاهی‌ام رو انجام دادم و برای خواب عصرگاهی‌ام آماده میشم تا بتونم زندگیم رو از شب، زمانی که بقیه زندگی‌شون تموم میشه، آغاز کنم.

I would rather be a maniac to society and be my true self instead of copying hoes and being accepted by society.

"listen to yourself" and myself is telling myself to grab the kitchen knife and slit my throat in front of my loved ones.

"it's all in your head" unfortunately I'm in there too and we're having a tea time together tbh.

wake up, you never looked so glum. tell me how do you know they can't hear us coming? it's easy for me, I got a head start running away. keep up for your disease spread quick so how did you learn to be sick? so cunning. it's easy to sing, but you just keep on humming along. did you hear that? I got a real bad feeling, how many more do you suppose they're keeping? don't make a sound they're not dead, just sleeping.

من هيچوقت به این موضوع که "ممکن بود از این بدتر بشه" فکر نمیکنم، چون چه فکر کنم یا نکنم از این هم بدتر میشه و دست من هم نیست.

درست همون لحظه‌ایی که فکر میکنی بلاخره تموم شده و میتونی بعد از مدت‌های طولانی یه نفس راحت بکشی، درست همون لحظه یک‌دفعه دوتا دست گلوت رو فشار میدن تا مرزِ خفگیِ کامل میری.

"you should've given me at least some minutes" bitch you don't deserve even a single second sybau🥀.

4:24 just disappear. we're still not here, lost at that point. no time to heal, nothing to feel, cold and empty, all the mistakes.

I've looked down deep and far. where's the end? fading into the background. it's ok, nobody else is here. be nothing.

1:59 there's nothing here. don't look, don't stare, don't watch, just disappear. be nothing.

desperate, iced over. unlit where dreams go to die. in disarray, tripping over grief.

we need a new extinction entity because we're so fucked and cooked and back to get fixed.