damn, sometimes i write dope shit.

and rest of the time just bullshit

god knows I'll killmyself, if i ever buy my own bike, so he's continously trying to keep me broke

Kindness isnt strategy

i gave some cookies to a dog today, and it made me stuck in a chain of thought. Am i feeling happy from this act of kindness? do i expect something from it? is somebody nearme, thinking "oh, look..what a kind person"? is somebody out there, who's noting all the good deeds i'm doing and prolly return it as an act of karma? am i really a kind person if think all this in my mind? do they know that this might have been an act of performance from my side? do i know if my kindness is something of will or performative?

my actions are selective, if i want good i do good things expecting something nice to happen. such a disgusting personality.

my love language?
- I'll treat you like how i treat an animal

i miss my sister

fuck

fuck my heart aches in pieces i can't even fathom.

i wanna scream so bad but all i got is this channel.

need to be in rageroom while listening to this in headphones while the sound rapes my ears apart.

Ppl think I am a yapper

I only yap in this channel cuz no one’s interrupting me here in MY place.

you know why he is called the GOAT right? for this! for exactly fucking this!