I Was Here

Dying in bed with a rotting soul. Being suffocated by life. Loathing my own short fuse. Living in the past. Writing the emotions down as a form of catharsis. Thank you. -Transient of EXT.404

[iwashere-iwashere-iwashere]

project closed before it was even officially started.

i have to delete for my safety again.

thank you very much for enjoying any art i have put out! sadly i will be purging everything now.

maybe I'll get to comeback someday and do the things I love free of hateful evil women whose only goal is to make me harm myself... we'll see.

goodbye.