I don’t wanna die, but I don’t wanna live,
Trapped in the void with nothing to give.
Pull me under, drown me slow,
Let the silence take control.
Trapped in the void with nothing to give.
Pull me under, drown me slow,
Let the silence take control.
January 19, 2026 at 2:17 PM
I don’t wanna die, but I don’t wanna live,
Trapped in the void with nothing to give.
Pull me under, drown me slow,
Let the silence take control.
Trapped in the void with nothing to give.
Pull me under, drown me slow,
Let the silence take control.
I feel utterly alienated and small in the face of an immense, ancient, and threatening reality—which is likely the terrifying power of my own condition or a core, unprocessed pain that now defines my inner world.
January 15, 2026 at 3:09 PM
I feel utterly alienated and small in the face of an immense, ancient, and threatening reality—which is likely the terrifying power of my own condition or a core, unprocessed pain that now defines my inner world.
People are people. Like Lalo said. "Be nice."
a man with a mustache and a bandana around his neck is wearing a leather shirt and a bandana .
ALT: a man with a mustache and a bandana around his neck is wearing a leather shirt and a bandana .
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January 21, 2025 at 5:49 PM
People are people. Like Lalo said. "Be nice."
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More pictures of the Finnish nature by me.
January 18, 2025 at 5:04 PM
More pictures of the Finnish nature by me.
I do not enjoy landscapes devoid of dead Nazis. - GI Robot.
December 27, 2024 at 5:28 AM
I do not enjoy landscapes devoid of dead Nazis. - GI Robot.
Silverhand in Fork-Knife? This gotta be a out of season april fool's joke, right? ...
December 23, 2024 at 12:39 PM
Silverhand in Fork-Knife? This gotta be a out of season april fool's joke, right? ...
A poem by me.
I feel heavy, my mind fogged up, my mood dark. I find it hard to get up, to care, to eat to take care of myself. I stumble from one day to another without so much as a thought. Is this what life is? Because I don't like it. Maybe I'll go back to sleep, hoping for a better day.
I feel heavy, my mind fogged up, my mood dark. I find it hard to get up, to care, to eat to take care of myself. I stumble from one day to another without so much as a thought. Is this what life is? Because I don't like it. Maybe I'll go back to sleep, hoping for a better day.
December 16, 2024 at 1:05 PM
A poem by me.
I feel heavy, my mind fogged up, my mood dark. I find it hard to get up, to care, to eat to take care of myself. I stumble from one day to another without so much as a thought. Is this what life is? Because I don't like it. Maybe I'll go back to sleep, hoping for a better day.
I feel heavy, my mind fogged up, my mood dark. I find it hard to get up, to care, to eat to take care of myself. I stumble from one day to another without so much as a thought. Is this what life is? Because I don't like it. Maybe I'll go back to sleep, hoping for a better day.
Finnish nature by me, taken 8.12.
December 9, 2024 at 8:24 AM
Finnish nature by me, taken 8.12.