nothing‘s new

maybe it actually will always be like this

I want to go away but i have nowhere to go to

(no beers in) So how do you perceive me in the privacy of your thoughts

hey sorry for being so snappish earlier i was in a bad mood. and im still in a bad mood so can you fuck off

the art of leaving things unsaid because saying them won’t change a thing.

i think a part of me will always be sad.

i bet the pain will end if i arrange a perfect enough sentence about it

The urge to delete everything and disappear is strong today

at war with myseIf because I know I can do better.

I’m that type of person who take the long way home to listen to more music

nice to each other and naughty with each other, that's the vibe.

but who am I without my sensitive heart?

please fuck me like my depression does

the most disheartening feeling is spiraling again after being okay for a while