Brain vomit aswell
Tw// sh




Woah
Scars on my legs grow and grow and grow and grow
Hell, my razor know me more than I know myself
Wait
That makes me question
Who even am i?
Am I one of the trillions of mindless zombies roaming this earth, or do I have a purpose?
What if this is all a dream, testing me, and when I wake up, I'll be ready for the real world?
What if when I die and go up to the angel at the gates (or lil nas x) he asks me in a soft tone, "how was heaven?"

Back in the backyard of my mind
Thinking about things.
Should I do it? Maybe
Would I get hated for it? Probably
Yk, it's kinda funny, really
Humans decided to make noises and lines into things we call "words". Things we tell each other for deeper understanding.
Worthless, worthless nonsense.

I wonder
If
If
If shed make me
Feel happy again.
I should unblock her
And go back to that discord server.
Yeah.
Shed love me.
She probably misses me.
I still remember her soft face and kind eyes.
Her silky smooth voice.

I miss you, Junie.


Is sleeping worth it? I've been getting less and less tired. I'm starting to think its worthless.


Time is irrelevant. It has no meaning.