пробую че то новое

get the f out of this fake mysteriousness n forced wisdom. till this day i aint knew a shit whats its to fight or to submit. have lost all the courage of speakin it out my chest so i guess its a possible way to express shit. my messages too flawed to share them. refusing any kind of positive impressions just cause i feel like its wasnt meant for me. so its running up that feeling like im a dust already. spend my days in chases for some piece of joy that i couldve put into my art cause its dying and i just want yall to visualise this shit and believe it'll exist, with me. if youre aint cool with that - stop harming people jus go forward. were all going spiritual when times gets rough

its just that

давно хотел приобрести

fuck love aint never been on that ashton kutcher shit