I wasn’t talking about death!
I was talking about life!
I don’t care if I die tomorrow!
All I care is how I live my life till I die
I want happiness, simple life with full of appreciation and love
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@insaniteguh
I wasn’t talking about death!
I was talking about life!
I don’t care if I die tomorrow!
All I care is how I live my life till I die
I want happiness, simple life with full of appreciation and love
Not a poem #3
No one asked to be born, you didnt asked to be born, your parents didnt asked to be born, even Adam didnt asked to be born, let alone given life in the first place. You're alive, only for the sake of being alive. There is no purpose, the world is a poorly balanced sanbox game with no clear ending. There are no set rules, everything has loopholes. The devs really love to add game-breaking additions to this already broken sandbox game, its stupid. No one asked to be spawned but here we all are because our parents decided to fuck each other, thats basically it. You fuck someone with safety off and of course with consent, assuming you and your partner are not sterile, or castrated, the cycle continues, another player will spawn in nine months and that offspring of yours didnt asked to be spawned either to this stupid game, you made them spawn because of sex. Hell, the playerbase even have discovered how to continue the cycle without having to fuck, a fucking sperm bank where seeds of unborn players are stored and waiting for their turn to be put inside someone's womb and spawn into the game.
The devs, and the playerbase, are fucking stupid and broken admit it even csgo is much better balanced than the world. Some loved this stupid game, some hated it. You know what, both sides are fucking stupid. No one voluntarily chose to even spawn in this game and that makes your meta commentary about the world is inherently useless and a waste of time because why the fuck bother whining to this inherently stupid game like the devs would listen to you anyway? You're just an offspring, we all are offsprings, a literal result of fuck. One thing is for sure, to that one player who invented the word "fuck", I fucking love you. This word is basically the basis of our existence, and its fuck, we have that instinct to keep our species abundant and pass wisdom to our offsprings, thats why we fuck. I know, theres other words for fuck like sexual intercourse or coitus but those words are boring because you cant use them to swear. Lmao you dumb fucking offspring.
I miss the boy u were.
So confident
Dear me,
Apakah kamu mengingat masa itu?
Ketika kamu pergi dengan bayanganmu yang tinggi
Ketika kamu tau arah bayanganmu sendiri
Apakah kamu merindukannya?
Merindukan masa dimana kamu tahu apa arti dari diri mu.
Mengetahuimu, memilikimu.
IT
I had all and then most of you Some and now none of you Take me back to the night we met I don't know what I'm supposed to do Haunted by the ghost of you Oh, take me back to the night we met
When the night was full of terrors And your eyes were filled with tears When you had not touched me yet Oh, take me back to the night we met
five four three two one
the gun is gone and so am I, and here I go
He holds my body in his arms He didn't mean to do no harm And he holds me tight
He did it all to spare me from The awful things in life that comes And he cries and cries I know he knows that he's killing me for mercy
Sometimes I feel like I want to go from this world
Sing me to sleep, I’m tired and I want to go to bed and then leave me alone. Don’t try to wake me in the morning cause I will be gone. Don’t feel bad for me, I want you to know that deep in the cell of my heart I really want to go.
I can’t trust myself anymore. I feel like lately I made bad choices
Portrait of Nikolay Pozniakov, 1908, Valentin Serov
Medium: oil,canvas
I see Red, black and blue
The Woodman’s Daughter, 1851, John Everett Millais
Medium: oil,canvas
Venus and Adonis, 1624, Nicolas Poussin
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Is it dangerous to lock certain space in our own mind?
Sometimes I wonder
What it would be if I set them free.
Is it will end up in the greater things? Or precisely into the loop of question?
No more wondering, I suppose
The shining armor reflects all my splendid life and make sure it thick enough to hide how vulnerable I’am.