sometimes you're just like
« i don't have hobby anymore (nothing i'm good at, tho)
i don't have passion anymore
i don't know what i do
what i should do
i don't know why i live
i don't know how to live
but if it's just to be lost, i don't know, that's quite not the life i want, & it's hard
i just know i'm scared to waste my time
& i know i waste it, i know »
where did i leave all of this ?
how can it return ?
YOU ARE READING
trou noir
Random(shitposting) tout ce que j'aimerais faire disparaître dans un trou noir mais que j'ai quand même écrit
