yet again, i cant help but feel like there is something wrong with me, as if im no more. i feel no longer human next to my peers: family's no better drowning in my own tude, just trying to find one peaceful tune, yet i scratch and burn until i feel no more, im simply no more happier than the dead men you see in wall streets chains, guided by nothing more than my guilt, i drive myself to death as it seems she is the only one who loves me

I love apples.

Close the world, open the next

It’s stupid how I live in different worlds in my mind. It’s like time stops for a moment. Then I open my eyes and realize I was daydreaming for hours again, letting another day pass without doing anything useful. Though… I can’t do anything useful in this life. It feels like a jail to me.

YOU'RE DOING SO WELL DON'T GIVE UP NOW KEEP GOING MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Status, one which i grasp at, one i cant get, the one thing I need, is simply too far away, will i ever be happy? Will it end before that? It would be better. I stare here laying in dormant suicidal foresight, I grasp at my rope and wonder if its time to swing, I try, but even then I fail, nothing more than a failure, will the ever resonating song of my mom stop, will I finally not see her in my everlasting nightmares, this is no need, awake im living it, she sees, hears, feels, all, and once again im trapped in the closet no place to go curl into a ball, so none can see the fall

merry christmas! and let's all love lain!

merry christmas!

feliz natal amigos bebam agua

lock in guys. merry christmas

Happy CRITSMAS LAIN.

Between fantasy and reality lies a space full of demons. There lives a little boy with a cut off black wing who screams every day to find a demon to give him a warm embrace. I wonder if he knew about the existence of light or things other than demons Whitenoise is no longer okay...

Lain, help me die

MERRY CRIMMUS

Happy CRITSMAS!