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@godsdailyeager nice target tweet

You really just wake up 22 years old and lame one day

im done for im afraid ill die soon then lose my sanity i can feel it coming

@bpdsins fk yea dewd

@failure040404 it’s ur bday those don’t count it’s ok

day 1 sober

@figerok1 спасибо братик ❤️

@failure040404 С др брат мой

happy 22 to me

как глупо было верить в свет

@bpdsins thank you very much!!

@failure040404 happy bday :)

if this isnt hell, friend, then where are we?

@ASerenautx2 <3

@failure040404 ꕤᴗ ᴗ)♡那去做就好了，我总是支持你的。₍ᐢ‥ᐢ₎ ♡

this isnt my usual post, but how do i get rid of self sabotage? it gives me a fucked up feeling of control and stability but i just ruin everything thats good for me

i tore my arms apart just to feel something new you look at me its like you knew

@ASerenautx2 i think i just need to let go and let the chips fall where they may, as in try to give up my need for control

@failure040404 ……“为什么不换一些会包容你的事物，反而自己降级反思？”，这是我想说的正确的语句！(¯▽¯)ゞ

@bpdsins im scared of feeling because i mostly dont remember anything and if i do remember it will all come crashing down and ill either go insane or completely shut off

@failure040404 well u r just explaining ur current behavior to me rn u gotta find the roots and heal urself bc your self destruction is just an aftermath it’s not the problem itself

mayday, hope is lost a little too hot for heaven, dont you think?

@bpdsins aslong as there is anything to fix i feel fine

@bpdsins i mostly hate accepting things for what they are, as soon as i feel like things are out of control, i start to ruin everything around me so i can fix it and then it becomes a cycle

@ASerenautx2 as in friendships relationships etc

@failure040404 不太了解，所以什么样的“对你好的事”？≽^•༚• ྀི≼

@ASerenautx2 hi i use this acc now

刷推特都蛮简单了，先搜索failfailfail88看看账号回来没，然后随便刷两下，就没什么可看的了，我去看电视了。 (ᯣ_ᯣ)但我脑子还左右转来转去的，所以我想到了一些东西，但我不能说出来，要是错了就很丢脸。(ᯣ_ᯣ)

as i stumble to the bedroom my head spinning still she wakes up from the alcohol on my breath i fall asleep my dreams give me nausea twist like shadows on the wall voices bend into echoes i cant name them at all half closed curtains a pale and merciless light