we are born in a machine we don't understand
to live in a world we don't recognize
to live in a world we don't recognize
the feeling is that my feet is slippery and the floor is muddy
there's nothing to grab on no branches, no rocks, nothing
and the water is too deep
there's nothing to grab on no branches, no rocks, nothing
and the water is too deep
i'm having dreams where i don't stop falling and it's endless until my mind can't take it anymore and i wake up
Forwarded from Lแดแดแดษดแด
talking to myself out loud and disagreeing with myself every now and then so that the spirits lingering in the cold corners of my room don't accuse me of monolithic thinking
โค6
bullshitting to all
Ludwig van Beethoven โ Ode to Joy
the day i make sense out of my life, this will be the bgm.
โค2
Wicked Game (Remastered)
Chris Isaak
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do