Marco's Archive [NSFW&SFW]

me doin job again

Tonight is cursed art night

Hmmmm

Good night

Just being with them makes me hate myself, a filthy scum i am

There’s this weird function in my brain, that when I hurt someone I care about , i can’t see them as a friend anymore. Years of trust built just disappears, any moment spent after, feels like an eternity of suffocation. They become walking proof of my cruelty, that despite how strong my resolve is to love, I still bite. Somewhere in the lines of their life, i hurt them, my name in red. How irrational the brain can be.

Falling short of your ideals

Puppi

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