اگزیستانسیال

there's always either a war, a court for trial, a funeral, or a rave club in my head.

I can feel so many things all at once and be so numb to the stage of feeling nothing in my stomach at the same time.

the vibe I bring into the function:

I could never be obsessed with you cuz you're not death.

it would be so kind of you to bring me a glass of water and accidentally spill it on a pillow and place it on my face and sit on it.

imagine hating on me and I'm just half dead.

magic is real. ghosts are real. aliens are real. but me? I'm not so sure.

6:46 I'm just a shadow in the darkness, can only hear my silence. after my last moment here, I just live in the past.

5:50 all my days are dray. this sweet melancholy, cuts my veins. time just kills me slowly, the future is not for me.

4:32 this hope is dead. I can't wait more. help me end with this agony, I want silence in this life.

یک بار دیگه ببینم جار میزنید که "این تابستون رو میترکونم" خودم یه موشک میفرستم تو اتاق‌تون.

از summertime sadness فقط nessبگا به ما رسیده.

این دیگه سامرتایم sadness نیست، حتی دیگه madness هم نیست، deadnessعه‌.

تلاش آدم‌ها برای زنده موندن واقعا حال بهم‌زن و مزخرفه، میلیون‌ها خرج میکنن و کیلومترها راه رو طی میکنن تا صرفا چند روز بیشتر نفس بکشن درحالی که نفس نکشیدن و مُردن کاملا رایگانه.

and it's frustrating to see your almosts and lives that you could have, are being almosts or lives of others that didn't even do shit to deserve them.