Poorest Man Alive
I want to be the poorest man alive Knowing that everyone around me Is doing well, is happy and dancing I don’t need any of that All i need is a quiet room
I want to be the poorest man alive Knowing that everyone around me Is doing well, is happy and dancing I don’t need any of that All i need is a quiet room
all you do is rant and rave
Fuck this shit. Tried it all, nothing helps or works and then I just feel even worse. All that woowoo meditation, breathing, health food, self help, social media feel good new age kumbaya blablablalaa. FUCK IT ALL!!! The best medicine…
(written to a friend who became my girlfriend a few months later)hi, my depression has returned this morning for some reason and I couldn’t help but think about our conversation the other night. I have no idea why I am…
dav there is a romance in the cold, cold airthere is a comfort in the loneliness i barethere is a beauty in the nightmares at which i starethere is a solitude i