Death is heavy on my mind! I’ll put my love here. A machine following trajectory, like sun beams through a whiskey glass, or a window pane. I need this so I can survive. It's sundown again. I'm anxious about what the morning will bring. My dreams are plagued with the future. I can't believe I haven't realized it until now, but I have to start writing them down. For proof. Evidence. There's my reasoning- this is not just to ease the boredom. More like, a needle to the numbness. I gotta feel something real again.

I got obsessed with undertale the year it came out and I was convinced if I killed myself I would unironically wake up in the undertale universe as frisk, and I thought once I lived that life I would live another as some other fictional character I latched onto during that point in my life. I tried to kill myself in 2016. In 2017 I made a popular ARG that, looking back, was really shitty. I make bad half assed art because I'm very, very lazy. I broke up with my girlfriend of 6 years and now i have a really hot boyfriend. My ex is still my best friend. I joined a self harm 'cult'. I've got an active myproana account. I'm a very slight pervert.