the level of “fuck it” i’ve reached this year is insane.

13 year old me would not believe i lived this long.

I understand if you wanna leave me. I don't like me either.

mfs chatting with you and telling you everything will be alright and then going to their rooms and continuing their bed rotting. (I'm mfs)

excuse me did you see my drugs anyway?

I'm left around here / 0:32
with my fear of life ahead.
so long, so blear.

surrounded with darkness in the womb that I left. have no longer strenght, my body diseased. I feel the pain, I barely breathe. marking the end of this endless strip. fulfill my salvation through endless sleep. / 1:31

2:40 / I dipping in darkness with no fear.
out of this world, my mind is clear.

"is there anything I can do to make you feel better?" yes please grab that kitchen knife and stab me 28 times and leave me to collapse.

you know how much you're fucked up when you didn't notice why you seeing sunrise instead of moonlight.

“stand up for yourself” bro i have low iron.

کار من از دعانویس گذشته، باید جن‌گیر استخدام کنم.

با حذف قند از زندگیت چیزی درست نمیشه. برو و اون قرص‌هایی که توی کشو قایم کرده بودی رو بیرون بیار.

2:00 / when the light runs dim
are you trapped in my fault?
and the dripping blood, gives to fall.

and still he doesn't like it.

It takes me 7 minutes to run a mile and 7 seconds to run from my problems, reality and all that crap.