"peep." (written for someone else)
Someone wake me up from this nightmare because one of my favourite music artists just died and my mind can't even process it. I can barely even cry about it because I just haven't been able to wrap my head around. I love you, Gustav. Your music actually meant something to me and you were an amazing person. You didn't deserve to go so soon because the world needs people like you. Your music saved people's lives and helped them from committing suicide. You were so creative and your music was so unique plus emotional. I could relate to some lyrics and I really hope this is just fake because I'm so torn up about this.
Your death needs to mean something to people who think taking drugs makes them look cool. It doesn't, it ends up ruining your life if you choose to not quit taking them. If you're suffering from anything or just feel sad, talk to someone and reach out for help.
💜I love you.
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Sadness Hotel | Uncompleted
PoetryEnjoy your stay! note: not all these entries are about myself, some are written in the perspective of someone else.
