اگزیستانسیال

it was always about others' ways, not mine. i just got along with it so i could fool myself for having it in my way.

do i truly deserve this or did i just want to feel it like others, but in my way?

it's so overwhelming for me and yet so enjoyable for others, it makes me think of what did i do wrong?

idk how much longer i can take this life.

2:34 thinly veiled chain, guiding rules us. the only faith left, my only faith left🤩.

bedridden beneath the sheets with a raging fire, i'm breathing in all flames, still i must trust in my visitants.

i'm doing my best. (to fucking die)

life so boring and dry that even thinking about killing myself won't hype me anymore.

i wished something unforgettable had happened to me. like winning a lottery or getting killed by a falling piano.

bed rotting, scrolling on my phone, zero desire to live and an unhealthy routine because that's all i can do.

if you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere. do it somewhere far away from here🔫.

if you choose to pull the trigger, should your drama prove sincere. do it somewhere far away from here🔫.

3:21 disconnect and self-destruct, one bullet at a time, what's your hurry? everyone will have his day to die.

medicated, drama queen, picture-perfect, numb belligerence. narcissistic, drama queen, craving fame and all its decadence.