#murdercore

“Most of the time, most days, I feel nothing. I don’t feel anything. It is so boring. I wake up and I think, again, really? I have to do this again? And what I really don’t understand is how come everyone else isn’t screaming with boredom too, and I try to find ways to make myself feel something. More, and more, and more, but it doesn’t make any difference. No matter what I do, I don’t feel anything. I hurt myself; it doesn’t hurt. I buy what I want; I don’t want it. I do what I like; I don’t like it. I’m just so bored.”

"𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔽𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕎𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕫"

𝕀 𝕕𝕒𝕟𝕔𝕖𝕕 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕒𝕣𝕜 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕒 𝕓𝕝𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕪 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕,

𝔸 𝕨𝕒𝕝𝕥𝕫 𝕠𝕗 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙, 𝕒 𝕗𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕟𝕟𝕖𝕕.

𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕤𝕔𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞𝕤, 𝕒 𝕤𝕠𝕟𝕘, 𝕤𝕠 𝕤𝕨𝕖𝕖𝕥, 𝕤𝕠 𝕣𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥,

𝔸 𝕝𝕦𝕝𝕝𝕒𝕓𝕪 𝕤𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕕𝕖𝕒𝕕 𝕠𝕗 𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥.

𝕊𝕥𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕞𝕖𝕥 𝕗𝕝𝕖𝕤𝕙, 𝕒 𝕝𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕣’𝕤 𝕔𝕣𝕚𝕞𝕖,

𝔸 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕒𝕝 𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕡, 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕡𝕖𝕣𝕗𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕖.

𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝕞𝕦𝕤𝕚𝕔 𝕗𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕤, 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕓𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕥𝕙 𝕣𝕦𝕟𝕤 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕕,

𝕀 𝕥𝕨𝕚𝕣𝕝 𝕒𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕖—𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕙𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕀 𝕙𝕠𝕝𝕕.

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