Oh the forbidden love,
Let thy soul free
Let it wander
In the forests of glee
And let my soul be
In the forbidden forests of thee
Where the sun of your ignorance
Scorches the love of me.....

do you have moments, where you can’t imagine a future?
you’re lying there, staring at the
same walls
same ceilings
same words
with nothing but the same feelings-
empty and pale,
like there’s no reason to go on,
when you can’t even do enough to fail.
the future is coming, but you don’t want to be in it,
can’t imagine yourself in it.
where you just want to stop.
everything.
and just sit there for a while.
maybe not death, as that’s too permanent,
but something close to it.
when you can feel the rope around your neck,
the razor on your wrist,
the way the pills taste.
you can imagine it, and you aren’t sure if it’s what you want,
or just the feelings you imagine it will give you

would i rather have a girl than a boy as a therapist?
what’s the age preference?

i don’t know father.
i don’t know.
a female who’s rather young?
sure.


that’s fine.

i mean,

i cant hear her name, right?

why the hell does it trigger a panic attack then??

anything that associated with her,

even the smallest thing,

triggers a panic attack.

so,

im sorry.

i killed the mood.

you just reminded me of her,

and triggered a panic attack.

you said i looked nice.
you said i always look aesthetic.

aw.
thanks.





i think i look like ****.
cause nothing matches

its ****** clothing


i think i look like ****.

:>

here we go again

no they’re not bad.
honestly
without them
i probably would be dead by now.
so please

don’t take them away from me

i just wanna defend my friend.

*****.