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هرکس بدون حضور دیگر / t.me/loyrex

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staving damage, worthless hospital gown. feeling a savior turning upside down.

the pleasure of living is to be silly and weird. there's no place for fake ass intelligence ppl in this world.

the more you try to look smart, the more you're proving that you're nothing but a dumbass.

why everyone's trying to look smart and intelligent? can't we just be dummies together?

hate it when the sun's up and I'm still down.

listening to this with my book open in my hand, pure sunlight shining on me, and a lack of 12 days of sleep:

I hate surviving. I just wanna actually live my life or actually be dead and be buried 6ft underground.

time flies so fast when you think you would barely make it through the next year and now it's literally summer.

I wished I could have a dumb blonde American early adulthood summer, but all I got was a middle east (get fucked up version) summer.

even god or what the fuck ever you're believing in it doesn't know how much pressure I'm holding in to not lose my shit.

I'm literally this 🤏🏻 close to jump.

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now there's nothing, now there's no one, to stop me from ending my life.

5:05 I'm nothing but a shadow of what used to reside in this sac of flesh. I didn't deserve you. I don't deserve anything, but now there's nothing to stop me from taking my life.

2:42 your face blurs in my dreams, I don't even recognize myself anymore. broken mirrors reflect a shattered soul. so please, set me free.

could my ending bring you peace? oh, the stillness, I can hear my call. would the silence set you free? with my every heartbeat comes a reminder of shame.

2:42 your face blurs in my dreams, I don't even recognize myself anymore. broken mirrors reflect a shattered soul. so please, set me free.

could my ending bring you peace? oh, the stillness, I can hear my call. would the silence set you free? with my every heartbeat comes a reminder of shame.