اگزیستانسیال

1:19 ostracized, a loss of pride, there's only shadows on my side. lessons learned: no one's concern, ends itself to wounds that won't repair with time.

don't count on me, I'm not what you need.

my dark circles are matching my outfit.

you want my eye shadow tutorial? stay up all night and cry your whole life out of your eyes.

"wow you're up earl-" bro look dead into my eyes and their dark circles under them and say this stupid shit again.

4:03 I have fallen from hate to complacence by flesh and devices, I am betrayed. slave to my skin and the scars that pollute it. withered, hopeless, I have decayed.

2:20 this broken mind, too weak to bear. broken by memories, broken by fear, fear of what I beheld. I know that I am nothing.

every time I'm in public, i wish there wasn't a public to exist, so i could be weird and awkward in peace when I'm out of my room.

idk might fuck around and then you'll never see me again.

I was born in the right generation. I love doom scrolling tiktok and being obsessed with fic ass characters and being suicidal and wanting to die at the same damn time.

2:41 pulling back the curtain, revealing the only thing, pulling back the curtain just for me. show myself the future that I need.

burn of the spotlight, but I don't know if there'll be a next time. if I can't handle this, then I don't know if I was ever meant for it.