some people need knifes or ropes to killing their selves, but I only need spotify and pinterest combo at 5am to simply die in my bed.

i used to be able to sleep but now my
«i wanna die»’s don’t let me put my fucking head on the pillow.

"I'm sorry"

I'm actually my own biggest hater.

the day of my death,
I am so lonely. / 1:07

see you on the other side, I will be there when you die. there's nothing to proud, I'll leave for leave forever. / 4:28

“it’s fine” i actually almost killed myself about it.

not sure if I'm trying to live or kill myself. I'm just here man idk wtf is happening.

my life is so BPD like there's nothing can make me feel bad and all of sudden I'm finishing my suicide note.

time runs slow in another dimension. blood is wine, It's
a different generation. / 1:10

maybe I didn't want a reason to live. maybe I just wanted someone to hit me with a car and let me hear crushing my skull under its wheels.

life is so strange that sometimes I don't recognize it, like who tf are you bitch?

یکم که فکر میکنی، میبینی نباید اصلا فکر میکردی. اما دیگه دیر شده، داری به گوه خوردن میوفتی.

از پاییز بخاطر شروع شب از ساعت ۶ بعدازظهر ممنونم چون نمیتونستم اطمینان بدم اگر برای ۱ هفته دیگه تا ساعت ۷ میخوابیدم و بازم افتاب مادرج تو آسمون بود، مرتکب قتل نمی‌شدم.

in reality, there's nothing to compare how much i hate the race of human beings. / 2:07