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Tell me I wonāt park in front of a fucking brightline rn
I wish this page being silent meant that things were going well instead of me just being too fuckin tired
Exceedingly comfortable with lying on my back vulnerable to feelings of despair instead of mitigating the problem. Evident down to this post
If I had a gun right now Iād kill myself no hesitation, now weāre getting dramatic
I definitely wouldāve opted for the thinner in the tub, we just now got hot water back on too, I forgot all about it, god bless, right?
If I had a gun right now Iād kill myself no hesitation, now weāre getting dramatic
Why canāt I just be a 50 something white guy with a GI bill to rest my can shitting ass on idk man
I finished showering the other day and I look in the mirror and the towel I wipe my face with said āsageā on it. Iāve done shit to separate the thought since then but in that moment I really wanted to join him man heās just a stupid dog and Iām just a stupid monkey in a world where we ensure survival is convoluted and hellish. But I wouldnāt know real hell in this life or the next I literally donāt know anything.
There has to be a way to still feel something that isnāt a hard drug bender
This will be the post people who donāt and never really cared will fixate on
There has to be a way to still feel something that isnāt a hard drug bender
Every thing is half assed and half hearted and if youāre blessed enough to fully express yourself someone is probably dying for it right?
love to the world.
Thereās always a taller fire outside of your pit
I always think joy is taken from me but then I hold onto it like a thimble
I wish this page being silent meant that things were going well instead of me just being too fuckin tired
Yk what I just realized? This is my feelings pit, a dead tumblr page is where I can feel like Iām speaking aloud and also not fucking judged.