For as long as I can remember, I always wanted to be something. Until I realised I couldn't. Dreams are useless, cause it's only dreams and you'll never be able to accomplish them. I don't really Care anymore. All I do is write, break my voice then repeat again. I'm crashing everytime I open my eyes. That's fine, I learned to live with myself. And one day, I'll be free from existing.
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Jan 11, 2025 06:20PM
It's worse and worse and worse it won't stop spiralling down and down and I'm gonna go right I just need more and more I wanna rip me ears off, pop my eyes with my thumbs and jump off my window so i'...View all Conversations
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