insense.my.headon
im bitter. full of doubts. exausted. and im starting to think. that its possible to unwillingly astro-project. almost the old me. already on empty. im falling with miles to the. a paranoid intuition. im getting lost in this. is it coming. is it going. is it raining. is it a question.. im getting so tired. i wont forget. but i wont forget. scared myself. are you leaving?