i don’t wanna be found
badly decomposed
so the story goes
unless he froze


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i don’t wanna talk right now… (mental health break) (literally)


them: what’s wrong?

us: mental health broken



i’m writing lines

sometimes just in the air

but sometimes they make their way on paper

sometimes they just get lost in despair


i hope to resurface sometime in 2025 – they say 6 months is all you need to become someone new

“only 6 months” of learning new skills and complete discipline in reading:fitness:food:etiquette

“act like i’m a sim”

“talk in the mirror”

“look the enemy in the eye”

“smile”

“pretend all is fine”

“move to a new city”

“again”

“try again”

“learn to say no without explanation”

“stop being sorry”

“sometimes you have to be a monster” – dr peterson

only 6 months

don’t give up


psst… i forgot what i was gonna say

(i know i ramble but it was slightly important)


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