♱mion♱

The god of fear and hunger acknowledges your suffering. 🩸🕸

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I can’t sleep until I’ve erased all of my memory up until today

It’s unbearable, how much I wish for a substitute to live my life for me from tomorrow on

Let me say that everything’ll be okay. And then, won’t you let me blame it all on you later?

Since everything’s meaningless now, won’t you let me blame it all on you later?

I can’t make any sense, can’t do anything

About the promises I can’t fulfill, at the expense of letting my brain be taken over

By each and every single of the words that are flooding my mind

I can’t see. I want to flee. I want to jump. I want to quit. I can’t avoid it

That’s why

Just let me sink, let me sink

Until I can’t crawl up anymore

Until you’re sick of it

Just drop me, drop me

Until you dangle salvation before me

I crush to bits the drops tasting of lies, altogether with the screams blocked out of my throat

Having a hard time keeping a smile, I’m just whiling away my time as I go along with this know-it-all pretense

I didn’t want to turn out like this

Today, I’m holding on to my sleepy, sleepy ideal of becoming useful for once, while waiting to be saved

For the first one, say it with my mouth stretched to the ears

Biting my lips with all the strength I find in me

Just die, just do it

Without a care for the future or past

If I hate it

Just destroy everything, destroy everything

Might as well just turn into a perpetrator

This flavorless irritation that’s more than I can eat and sadness from which nothing ever comes

Just sing the next one already, before I have to spit out

I might as well

Just dance the dance

Let it ring out, before I completely turn an ashen color

Just change, just change

Until I can fall asleep

I might as well

Just snatch it away, snatch it away

Exposing all the lies I’ve tamed

I’ve been looking at a false image that flitted through my feverish mind

I’ve been looking at my own self

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When are we getting protein monster

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I wouldn't give up being a manic depressive for the world

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A lover?

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Who fucking knows.

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I'm a high-functioning corpse

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I have this urge

I have this urge to kill

I have this urge to kill to show that I'm alive

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A lover?

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Why is it

That at the end

Of everything

I always end up

Alone?

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Phaeton

Summer heat and summer sweat

Bade a hospital bed goodmorrow

You emerged from the womb, kicking and screaming;

In your excitement,

Your arrogance shone bright and gold, like that of marigold and yarrow.

The world bows its head down, not to serve; but to see you

And in its motherless and open arms,

It grabbed your throat and pinched; as if

to squash a meagre flame that barely blew.

Is this sterile theatre, accompanied by singing cicadas and a mother's frantic cries

Something you had wished for;

As you leapt from the womb that loved in haste

Only to be flesh that dies?

As I stare upon you now, through the sheer imprint of your visage in your window's curtain

And again I see you lying, as if death really

had come to clutch you there; embrace you

I wonder if that excitement you had to enter this world

Was now wearily uncertain.

Wear it now! Your golden flame that weaves against your skin

No wind or rain, nor summer pain

Could have tamed your fiery sin.

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I am not an option

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I'm not saying guys who have crushes on me are gay but they're cutting it a little close

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dreams of marigold whisk through my fingers

as the roaring thunder stakes its claim on the

open fields

we can do nothing but listen

to its horrid churning and

destruction and

you bury your eyes

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i dont give a fuck anymore

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I'll never forget our love, Cemetery Boy

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I'm so blackpilled on love and relationships

Who wants to watch me die

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Lust is so inadequate

and loving exhausts me

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Im a terrible person but at least I mog everyone