اگزیستانسیال

so don't ask me how my day was, because all I did was survive my day despite the fact that I could give up on it instead of surviving it.

I'm just fighting the very big amount of varieties of ending it every day to make it to the next day.

I'm not interesting. I'm the same as a piece of paper you would kick it out of your window.

it feels so wrong and overwhelming when everyone around me is so interesting and talented and then I'm just alive.

i've been in an endless cycle, no exit in sight. only thing I can ever do is keep on swingin' on 'em right.

2:59 I'm always findin' ways to self-destruct myself. ruining everything i've ever felt, that's just how I'm supposed to deal with doubt. I could probably find a better out.

I wanna go back, go back to the old me when I was never loved, what I'm better now? I miss the old times, before the best stop.

من آدمِ "نیستم"ایی هستم. ترجیح میدم کلا نباشم.

این موضوع که باید زنده بمونم رو نیستم اصلا.

کاش زندگی فقط در اتاق در جریان بود. این موضوع که برای زنده موندن باید از اتاقم خارج بشم رو نیستم حقیقتش.

I hate the outside world of my room.

I can't go outside without the thought of finding my dead body under a bridge and not coming back home again.

fighting the urge to jump in front of the subway is making me insane.

how strange it is to be nothing at all.