just think about it deeply, then forget it.

crossfaded somewhere between "there has to be more to life than this" and "every mundane thing is beautiful when you're with people you love"

everything is a reference when you're crazy

we are never going to be free until it literally doesnt matter whether a person is ugly or not

he talks to his friends in the mirror and he sees my mouth moving where his should be -> and my skin feels like your skin I can't even touch it -> I put one of your vellum between my face and yours so through the vellum you'd discern my face from yours -> you're looking at me like I'm the stranger here, I'm as strange as I'm standing in your mirror -> wouldn't have to try and find myself in you, I don't wanna charm you -> when you see yourself in someone how can you look at them? -> and when you weren't there I made out of thin air what would bear resemblance to proof that you don't know me

i hope whatever weighs on your heart grows lighter soon

everytime someone whacks fantano an angel gains its wings