I'm so scared haha

But it's alright I always pass this terrifying moments

It's just it feels unreal

You know that it's so over when your tears don't matter to them anymore

Regret, weakness, blindness, we're after the wrong goal
Stop before it's too late

25 may I knew exactly what I'm getting myself into, but I didn't stop

Oh no
I'm not comfortable anymore
I'm not curious anymore
I'm not excited anymore
I'm not myself anymore

Maybe he sees me as my father does

But why?
Because I am the master of my own fate and I live for chaos

Sometimes I just talk too much because there's too many voices that have different opinions feelings and thoughts and I like 'em all

Too many voices what should I do??!

: only listen to yourself (so I could manipulate you in silence)