Self-destruction.

I don't care what happens because she is now in my arms and I am in hersI can pretend that I am fine and everything is good when it is much worse FoR Me@Y7YRY.

My second world is rap, and when I listen to it, it stimulates everything inside me

˖ ֺ ┊The nicest thing for me is sleep, then at least I can dream.Istp 6w5

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ🖋🗞️🖇️ ㅤㅤㅤ❥ .. You know that you ensnared me in this pit of flavors for the twice, tearing at the core of my heart with your pleasure. Even last but not least, like a bee that absorbs the sweetness of honey and leaves when the feeling was gone.

I see someone in the mirror who hates me How cruel is self-hatred : I have lost myself again, damn life ★.

I hope that when you are listening to this , you will think that there is me too...Miss you... :)Hsm

🌌 .˚ ♡ seraphim’of. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 waves of the sea give me peace, writing poetry is my latest place to go home, poetry is everything when I want to give up on life. ⓘ ˙ ⊹ 🫐 𓈒 ۫ 𔖭

🌌 .˚ ♡ seraphim’of. 𝘛𝘩𝘦 waves of the sea give me peace, writing poetry is my latest place to go home, poetry is everything when I want to give up on life. ⓘ ˙ ⊹ 🫐 𓈒 ۫ 𔖭

don't remind me this is the last time we're seeing suguru and we're seeing him depressed, sad poor him I am so done with this arc I want go to when we were good friends...

Keep practicing in what I like, it makes me tired and happy at the same time. especially when I can be the best at this, everyone feels like nothing is in vain to practice me

getting to know you is the thing I will remember the most "u came when darkness came to me and came to bring happiness, my whole heart is for u."ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ — Annaillee Dalayisha.ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ ( 2000 , October 5 )ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ

There is a special place in my heart for the ones who were with me at my lowest and still loved me when i was not very loveable...Writer Kilic

i may lose, it’s past sunday, and when a tear stitches between the weld of my bones, they splinter off in chalked forfeit and no longer hold me upright. I bid far too much for the brittled dust anyway.

How can a person as simple as me be so rewarding and sweet? In a matter of seconds I see myself surrendered to your beautiful and relaxing voice, when you notice my little details it is as if the world stops and revolves around you only.

And when I'm gone, when eventually every part of me is taken away, when all of me is no longer mine, nobody would mourn me because that's just how the world works. Cruel, I suppose. But at least I'd leave knowing I was ever needed.

You re gonna miss me when i m gone arjav jain

When I could no longer bear the ache, the terra I saw was barely perceptible and my hearing was faint. / My hands gripped the log beside me. (I wanted to ask for shelter.) Yet, my screams were no longer thunderous, making it unbearable to keep breathing.

this is the essence of@shuayjourney, woven together with words, emotions, and moments that belong solely to me. each thought, each phrase, carved from the depths of my being, reflects a part of the story only I can tell.