gagging myself as a fun way to past time
its so so crazy how pretty girls can be
I don’t want to hear about how my body is made of the same stuff as stars. The cosmos are millions of miles away and I’m down here trying to dig myself out of a hole I dug many moons ago. Dirt scratches my eyes as I glance up at the solar system, so large and mysterious. This life is complex enough as it is without the weight of the universe constitute my anatomy. I crave oxygen over dust, and I’d rather have the force of gravity than be drifting through the sky with nothing to hold on to.
Hell is a place where the walls are made of mirrors and you can never close your eyes.
- Адам Стэнли Все мои грехи Вспомнил