remember me for me; i need to set my spirit free
happy Thursday the 20th
i must have died alone, a long, long time ago
is this all there is? fuck. fuck. fuck.
the worst part of my existence is you can call whenever, but i can't wait forever
and you are colder than oldness could ever be
when you leave, you leave nothing but broken hearts
did you ever wish you were somebody else?
dead letters still can speak
smiling friends as album covers 😀
i make emotional music || sXe || climber, skater, dnder || i mostly post music i like
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