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My life is in a state of confusion yet I continue on. Finding happiness in the smallest of things. I will evolve upon death, that is my belief, yet a nagging feeling makes me believe I’ll dissolve into a part of a hive mind. I think either one is okay though. Anyways let’s all love lain and her mystery’s around!! ヽ(*＾ω＾*)ﾉ

I want sex

I want money alot

I want to be best friend of my new friend Hadis. And something more than best friends

"I am eager to talk to you. Please come to my Telegram ID." @Rezvan _168

خیلی مشتاق هستم با کسانی که در اینجا چت میکنند آشنا شوم @Rezvan _168بیاید تلگرام آیدی من

Sometimes in life you might find this is pointless, that it has no end goal or sense even if you are religious or not. The truth is that it doesnt matter if it makes sense or, it doesnt matter if it has a point or not, all that matters is that you give life meaning... By anything that you do you give it meaning to yourself and to others, even by watching Lain and ending up here you gave yourself meaning by just reading this or just by seeing one of the many messages that Lain exposes. Keep existing, its the only way we can validate our existence I love you all <3

find me on constantiam.net, username is confesstome

Is this the place where you write about how much you love lain? I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN I LOVE LAIN

that was from my spacehey 6 months ago. it still feels the same now

i know everyone, if any, that used to know me is probably gone by now, but i think i might start using this a little again! after the hack happened i kinda moved on to other sites, and a lot of shit happened there too…personal shit. i no longer have anyone. they’ve either all have their accounts deleted, blocked me, or just stopped talking. i have never felt more lonely now than in any moment before isn’t that contradictory? to be able to say “i’m lonely” to potentially thousands of people. everyone sees. everyone notices. but they’ll scroll away anyway. you’re just a suggestion to them. in reality, it’s not contradictory at all. even if they have seen your message, they won’t remember it within the next couple of minutes. lost in the infinite babel of other peoples messages. art is lonely now too. fake art gets constantly recycled. spat out, reused, until the parasites have sucked it dry, and then it’s tossed away. you can’t blame artists for being afraid of being famous. because sometimes, when you chase things like that, your art is lost in the crowd, and eventually, you’ll be lost in it too. is it so wrong to want somebody that actually cares about you? when you’re punished for it over and over again, it feels like it is. no one understands me.

neko neko neko neko neko neko wired neko neko neko neko wired neko neko neko neko wired neko

i wish i didnt exist but i cant help it im not sure if i want to die but i just want to leave everything i would give it all to someone else if i could someone more deserving because im a horrible person and people like me shouldnt exist in the first place.

I'm here but I'm not really here