forty days

delusional fucking cloud of ego


stressing out someone to suicidal thoughts, that i’ll remember

i’ll speak more languages than you do by the time i’m your age

i don’t need your self-hate

isn’t non acceptance of what is the very proof of ego deprived of conciousness


Little bit of this, little bit of that

When you’re convinced you can get anything you want, you truly ask yourself what you want

“It’s strange, isn’t it ?”


The world’s cold now,

too slow,

La dernière demi-heure,

is the promise broken… forty days passed


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