ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ ᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠᅠ𝕬𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒.

the sickness is familiar. it is more of a home than four walls could ever be. my sickness is a bitter relief; if i am sick, then i am real. the dead cannot be ill.

i thought about how love was always the thing that did that——smashed into you, left you raw. the deeper you loved, the deeper it hurt. ⛧ — 𝐒𝐄𝐃𝐔𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐀𝐘.

the sickness is familiar. it is more of a home than four walls could ever be. my sickness is a bitter relief; if i am sick, then i am real. the dead cannot be ill.

i'm tired already. after all till the very end, i never understood what i was born for.

you got a taste for blood when you were licking your own wounds.