cause i can't seem to show you what you wanna see, i can never give you anything you need. i'm sick of wasting time on what can never be. i cannot control you into wanting me.

you always wanna steal the light by stepping on the ones who fight for you, it's always gonna be the same.

2:10 i hate what you are. i'll break you and leave you scarred.

putting all this efforts to see another day of suffering and suffocation. it's bullshit.

mutilation doesn't help anymore, it never did anyway. what's the point in trying when the emptiness swallow me whole?

i hope you're happy, i hope you'll be better off without a new problem.

i hope your happy, i hope you'll be happier knowing that i won't bother you.

despite the fact that i don't want to see another day, i still yearn for a good ending where i had everything i wanted, went everywhere i wanted, seen everything, heard everything, and enjoyed everything that i still can't do.

it's so humiliating to yearn for something when deep down in your existence roots, you know you don't want it.

idk about you, but me? still don't know.

i have zero clue about why i still see the sunrise when i died during the night so many times that i lost the counting.

"All roads lead to Rome" well i didn't even enjoyed the ride AND the road anyway, so it doesn't really matter.

i'm in a point in my life that if someone offers me cocaine, i'll do it. in multiple lines. there's nothing to lose atp.