the two ends of my personal fashion lol... wait-

time to bring back this legendary piece:

I'm on a sugar crash
I ain't got no fucking cash
Maybe I should take a bath,
Cut my fucking brain in half
I'm not lonely, just a bit tired of this fucking shit
Nothing that I write can make me feel good

Victim of the great machine
In love with everything I see
Neon lights surrounding me
I indulge in luxury
Everything I do is wrong,
Except for when I hit the bong
Hit the bong, hit the bong,
Feel good

Feeling shitty in my bed
Didn't take my fucking meds
Hyperpop up in my ears
Everything just disappears
Don't wanna be someone else,
Just don't wanna hate myself
I Just don't wanna hate myself
Instead I wanna feel good

Where to now?
Got the rest of my life just laid out
Got the rest of my life to fuck around
Got the rest of my life to make sound
Feel good

levels of physical pain

passing out and logging off 🌜✨

I'll go first.

I wanna make this a daily post.
you're welcome to participate in the comments, everytime.

گل نسبتی ندارد با روی دلفریبت
تو در میان گل‌ها، چون گل میان خاری

Is it crazy to say that it's impossible to ever forget or become indifferent towards someone that used to mean a lot to you?

up on level 4 with my period cramps right now

Hiding my pathetic behaviours is proven futile.
I honestly just want to crawl under a rock and die.

Can the dark side light my way out? Yeah
Lay your hand across my face, yeah
Time we lost, that's all my fault

Please don't be long
'Cause I want you now
I don't have love
Without you 'round
Life is too short
But I will live for you

sounds like me