现已上线！2025 年 Telegram 研究 — 年度关键洞察 
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"these are the best years of your life" but its literally just me escaping reality whenever can.
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paint in blood a sigil of death on fading reflections. beneath this night, master of their infernal fears, i take these burning gates to reign. pass this torch of evil, so I may become through the candlelit bloodstained mirrors. to succumb to the netherworld of Satan, stare through the eyes of my mirror master, and the mirror stares back into me.
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i'm not a handling person. i'm weak. i'm an alive example of fragile. you won't understand how it feels to look into the mirror and see nothing.
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i would look straight at you and see the whole world in your eyes, but there's absolutely nothing left in those anymore.
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moon disappears behind the clouds and the sky is filled with different levels of darkness. you can notice what is darker than before, you can notice that there's someone at your door 🕶.
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may i ask you gently to grab a pillow and soak it wet and place it on my face and sit on it till i suffocate completely? it would be so kind of you ngl.
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i don't want to kill myself but i really wish i could suddenly fucking die out of nowhere somehow.
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don't wish me luck or the best or any kind of this shits. send me your most relatable death wishes instead.
