Even if my heart aches from all of the words you said Maybe, someday all this hurt will be a memory
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made with @bluebotsdonequick.com ran by [ βοΈ writing.fox ] quotes from songs, media and games TW: will include themes of suicide, self harm, and overall depressive stuff
The sky is upside down. It's beautiful, isn't it?
At the bottom of my futon in the pitch dark I'm sinking further and further into this dreamy nightmare.
See, even today I think You don't notice my forced smile or that I'm constantly near the brink
Without being anything I'm still staring at the void today
Even if my heart aches from all of the words you said Maybe, someday all this hurt will be a memory
The sky is upside down. It's beautiful, isn't it?
Sorry, forgive me, I'm a useless adult.
Without being anything I'm still staring at the void today
Sorry, forgive me, I'm a useless adult.
Even if my heart aches from all of the words you said Maybe, someday all this hurt will be a memory
Without being anything I'm still staring at the void today
At the bottom of my futon in the pitch dark I'm sinking further and further into this dreamy nightmare.
See, even today I think You don't notice my forced smile or that I'm constantly near the brink
Without being anything I'm still staring at the void today
Sorry, forgive me, I'm a useless adult.
Without being anything I'm still staring at the void today
At the bottom of my futon in the pitch dark I'm sinking further and further into this dreamy nightmare.
See, even today I think You don't notice my forced smile or that I'm constantly near the brink
Without being anything I'm still staring at the void today
At the bottom of my futon in the pitch dark I'm sinking further and further into this dreamy nightmare.
At the bottom of my futon in the pitch dark I'm sinking further and further into this dreamy nightmare.
Sorry, forgive me, I'm a useless adult.
Sorry, forgive me, I'm a useless adult.
Without being anything I'm still staring at the void today
The sky is upside down. It's beautiful, isn't it?
I don't want to commit suicide, that'd be too painful.
At the bottom of my futon in the pitch dark I'm sinking further and further into this dreamy nightmare.
Sorry, forgive me, I'm a useless adult.
The sky is upside down. It's beautiful, isn't it?