𝕃𝕚𝕗𝕖♡

𝕋𝕠 𝔽𝕖𝕖𝕝.

I used to scrape the dead skin from under my nails.
I guess it was satisfying to dig up a part of me and have something actually come out because I was feeling empty most days so I scratched the scalp that encases my entire being.
Like I was digging my brain for some revolutionary idea to take me out of this rut life had dug up for me but all that would come out was death.
Emptiness.
I was filled with emptiness.
Maybe I should keep digging.
Maybe if I keep digging and digging and digging, I'll feel some life under there.
Maybe I'll feel...

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𝔾𝕠𝕥𝕥𝕒 𝕢𝕦𝕖𝕤𝕥𝕚𝕠𝕟. 𝔸𝕟𝕪𝕓𝕠𝕕𝕪 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕖𝕖𝕝 𝕤𝕠 𝕖𝕞𝕡𝕥𝕪 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕕𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕠𝕣 𝕠𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕪𝕡𝕖𝕤 𝕠𝕗 𝕚𝕞𝕡𝕦𝕝𝕤𝕚𝕧𝕖 𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕤?

𝐺𝑜𝑜𝑑𝑏𝑦𝑒.<333