The pain of love and existing
Ph’nglui mglw’nafh Cthulhu R’lyeh wgah’nagl fhtagn
No man or god can stop what has already been written…
I’m going to turn my pain into art. It’s the only way I know how to bear my heart. I laugh, cry and have all these regrets. I challenged the world and I lost the bet. I surround myself with people and pretend to keep myself from going mad. But even with my friends around, […]
“I don’t have time for this…”
9 to 0 and This is the Final Round.
Like ringing of bells…