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✦ the boy's savior
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There's nobody here looking at me.
December 1, 2025 at 9:55 AM
You don't earn anything by defying reality, and it's not something you can change.
December 1, 2025 at 8:56 AM
I imagine and become despicable. I delude myself and become unpleasant. I seclude myself and become wounded. I'll tear all that away once I return to life.
December 1, 2025 at 7:54 AM
You are strong so you don't look back, so we will never cross paths again
December 1, 2025 at 6:50 AM
Ours is a family that's based upon tradition, but with my careless words I tread upon your vision. Are five kids better than one? Who doesn't like to be gone?
December 1, 2025 at 5:45 AM
Good night. Gently and peacefully go to sleep tonight so you can forgive your warm place.
December 1, 2025 at 4:40 AM
Hey, why are you saying I was evil to the bone, to the bone?
December 1, 2025 at 3:41 AM
Stuck here in the desert, I feel like I’m in an hourglass. Maybe I can stay and be comfortable living in the past. But I don’t wanna be alone, so can you take me to you now.
December 1, 2025 at 2:39 AM
The proof I'm alive, my suicidal way of thinking
December 1, 2025 at 1:37 AM
I guess I was just shocked beyond belief by my father's death... I tried to protect myself by imagining his lover as some kind of poisonous, sinful creature.
December 1, 2025 at 12:37 AM
Was I the first rain that came down from a gloomy sky that could no longer hold it back? Or was I the last rain that fell down from a sobbing sky that was trying to stop? It feels like it was both, and it feels like it was neither.
November 30, 2025 at 11:35 PM
Resonating through the magnificent ocean depths, there’s a growing, supportive sympathy. But why when I’m alone do I feel like a fraud?
November 30, 2025 at 10:34 PM
Hatred will never be erased... The only thing you can do is erase the ones you hate.
November 30, 2025 at 9:33 PM
The proof I'm alive, my suicidal way of thinking
November 30, 2025 at 8:34 PM
Even though I'm overflowing with 'wanting to be loved' in my own way, you don't appear. I have this nagging feeling that I'll never see you again...
November 30, 2025 at 7:31 PM
Let’s call this feeling hope.
November 30, 2025 at 6:28 PM
Why am I the only one? I wish everyone was like me. I wish everyone was dead.
November 30, 2025 at 5:26 PM
You're searching for reasons to distrust others, like you always do.
November 30, 2025 at 4:22 PM
Just as I’d wished and sought, from somewhere deep within my heart, he rampaged and decimated every little thing I hated.
November 30, 2025 at 3:23 PM
I'm not shameless like him, so I don't say things like “I love you”. And I'm a sourpuss, so I can't demonstrate positive feelings towards someone in an honest manner.
November 30, 2025 at 2:23 PM
The other side of hope is, as expected, emptiness.
November 30, 2025 at 1:23 PM
And I sing for my brother who keeps me sane and tells me everything will be ok.
November 30, 2025 at 12:20 PM
By thinking that you're alone while in despair, surely, you hurt your friends this way.
November 30, 2025 at 11:17 AM
I must obtain what no one else can, the crystal called ''oneself''
November 30, 2025 at 10:18 AM
I'm trapped, spending all my cursed days like this, carrying both determination and hesitation on my shoulders.
November 30, 2025 at 9:16 AM