there is no god in this walmart only pure hell. save me ben and jerrys ice cream angels save me!!!

this isn’t my body; i just live in it.
after all, we are just souls
inhabiting flesh, like parasites.
our insides eating away at us,
and us eating away at each other.
what is humanity, anyway?

i dream of a touch like love and dirt and his face won’t leave my mind. i’ll go to hell for this.

éternité,
an embrace between matter and spirit,
lucky freedom,
rough perfection,
high above all
⚰️

like the ouroboros, we swallow ourselves.

so caught up in what others want us to be that we lose who we truly are,
so lost in our worries about society’s expectations that it is all we think about.

we have become drowned in negativity and very few have been taught how to swim out to shore.

you must find an escape in order to live.