Single Dad

I am running out of reasons to not [REDACTED] myself

@kanyewest IM DAD NICE TO MEET YOU GOD

@kanyewest my wife left me

I feel nothing I feel everything

I’m going to end it all if I can’t find a sexy# #lady to bounce on it# within the next 48 hours

I made a #typo# but I do not know how to delete a tweet… I wish I could delete# myself but I am too muchof a coward

TikTok? tick tick, another day closer to death’s embrace

my wife left me

What was once familiar has become a fading silhouette. Their names, once cherished, are now just distant memories, slipping further into the past

I’ve learned that people don’t leave with a bang, but with a whisper—quiet, almost imperceptible, until one day you realize they’re gone.

It’s as if they were never really here at all. Slowly fading, slipping between the cracks of time, until all that remains is the silence of their absence.

One by one, they disappeared. No explanation, no reason, just empty spaces where people used to be.

Sometimes I think about all the moments that will slip away, unnoticed. Like they never even happened. And in the end, who will remember?

I’ve forgotten what it’s like to dream. Now, I only think about the moment the darkness swallows me whole, and finally puts an end to this agony.

I used to fear death. Now, I fear that he won’t come for me. That I’ll just keep existing, a hollow ghost, until my flesh withers away.

The silence is a reminder that no one is left. No one remembers me, no one will care when I’m gone. I am nothing but a brief stain in the endless dark.

The years have turned me into a tomb, hollow and cold. The only thing left inside is the smell of decay, but it doesn’t matter. No one will mourn.

I feel the weight of the years crushing me. Each day is a countdown, but no one’s counting. Death is the only thing that remembers me.

I’m not afraid of death anymore. I’m afraid of being forgotten before I even get the chance to die. The thought of slipping away unnoticed haunts me more than anything.