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2 years ago

Well, another day has passed, and it would seem that a new one will begin soon, but this morning I woke up with an unbearable desire to die, right now at this moment, to tears, but ... I was able, I was able to overcome him, why am I with him I’m at war, I don’t know if there is a reason, I think yes, there is a person who is ready to listen, but he already has so many troubles, because I, this night I have insomnia, I will take a pill and put my body to sleep, and here I am lying and sniffing, I eat perfume, in places, probably strange, but today I felt the familiar smell of perfume, I don’t even know why, maybe these are my memories.


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10 months ago
3 years ago

Hello, I'm still here, today was a strange day, I would like to share it with you, or rather not to share, but to speak out

you know what's the matter, I have a very bad memory, as I received more than one head injury, and after the last one it became very difficult.

And it seems like it's really hard for people to remember how bad a memory can be and when I tell you that my memory is short, a person takes it as a joke ...... but why am I being completely serious about how long I have what - I don’t remember, maybe I have a short memory, I quickly forget people, events and any places, remnants of memory, and when people hear this .... they perceive me as abnormal or stupid, it’s very insulting

Hello, I'm Still Here, Today Was A Strange Day, I Would Like To Share It With You, Or Rather Not To Share,
1 year ago
1 year ago

To be honest, it scares me

my sharp indifference

and now I understand what it is to burn out

From time to time, it happens to me, and everything becomes indifferent

To Be Honest, It Scares Me
1 year ago

why when they come...

the air around the world is disappearing

2 years ago
Art By J Edward Neill
Art By J Edward Neill
Art By J Edward Neill

art by J Edward Neill

2 years ago
Art By joaquimvh
Art By joaquimvh

art by joaquimvh

2 years ago

Stress is a quiet and slow death, it is not seen or heard. Today is such an evening, with time it becomes more and more difficult to contain everything accumulated, and this makes itself felt. It is already night, but the pain in my heart does not go away, and my hand is still numb, there is noise in my ears, and I try to sleep, but I understand that I will not be able to sleep. I don't know how much longer I can hold on, but I'll try

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