I feel like this page is a void only talk on here if it’s me hurting or people are interested it’s quite nice though knowing I can sit here talk to the void. I like to think the void is where the souls of the dead go. That’s why it fees so blank cause I can’t see them yet a beautiful abyss. I like to think the main souls the ones closest where the people you loved and the ones you never got to. People that you couldn’t meet cause you lost them as well as the ones you lost. The prospect of the void is very pretty a blank space with specks of colours. Sometimes I remember why I want to live. When I die I wish to be rembered as a star ,above the stars,a match (something that can spark) or a wilted flower has to go eventually can’t stay forever but still there till it fades to ash till the memories of them fades.I’ll stay I hope at least I want to stay for all the people who I can’t think to go without. Because if I can’t leave without them how could I die without them.dark purple void is a thought it’s how I imagine the void but that might be because it’s my favourite colour.i constantly want to go home even when I’m home maybe because it’s not a true home home seems more like a thought than a thing a concept of safety and love. Oh well.