𝙼𝚎𝚕 𝙺𝚒𝚗𝚐

he could have laughed at how fucked up life was. that soon as you found something to live for, you found something to die for too. but he guessed in the end it was a good trade.

he shakes his head, picking up a box of syringes and needles from this left side. “nothing . I was just thinking out loud. changed my mind halfway through.”

God I need to get la— never mind.

i'm alive, i'm revived, i survived, you surprised?

𝑅ain 𝑐ame 𝑝ouring 𝑑own, when 𝐼 was 𝑑rowning, that's when I could 𝒇inally 𝒔ee.

pinching 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧 in passing.

what does it mean to have 'life'?

who in da pitt

why would a god do something like this to me? why me? why me? why me? why did you do this to me?