I hate everything about you, and yet, you live in every corner of my mind.
I curse your name, but I whisper it in my sleep.
You hurt me like no one ever could — and somehow, I miss the pain.
You were the poison in my veins, and I drank it like it was love.
Why do I still need the one who broke me?
Maybe because hating you was the closest I ever got to feeling alive.

Stop feeling dead inside tonight.

You’re the only one who ever touched my soul.

Now I walk alone, but not without you.

وضعیت اخرین سلول های مغزم :

ادما از درد زیاد نمیمیرَن

حس میکنم خمیر cpu مغزم خشک شده .

Feel my heart burning
Deep inside , yearning
I know it is coming...

میرم ، میرمو کُنج دلشو پیدا میکنمو همونجا میمیرم.