today im godam hopeposting cause my hope has returned

i looked myself in the mirror and i muttered nonsense talking to myself for several minutes

i am but a ghost chasing a ghost

nothing..

when the society has many ways to condemn you and hurt you for everything you do it really does make you not want to do anything deviating

do i feel anything?

i want so much time

I DO NOT WANT TO GO THRU THE LEGAL MESS OF GETTING A VISA why is it like that or is it just my country>>??

wtf everyone i know around me are shrivelling to dust everyones just so tired and sad what is happening

the ever-present allure of A Better Life

art really is a matter of starting it, ain't it

time - it's almost artificial scarcity

a form of decision paralysis

another day, barely a dent -- in scales of months and years

another day, barely a dent -- in scales of months and years

another day, barely a dent in scales of months and years

there is nothing

Haunting Me

i still think every weekend should be 3 days

bitter spite at nothing; into the aethos