it feels hard to breathe. i think theyre going back inside. maybe
December 26, 2025 at 10:34 PM
it feels hard to breathe. i think theyre going back inside. maybe
i think someone else is here
December 26, 2025 at 9:16 PM
i think someone else is here
sometimes i have a moment of lucidity clouded by haze of my own mind fighting itself and i can breathe. im trapped in my own smoke when the window opens for the breeze to allow a gentle reprieve before i am again shrouded by a gentle curtain of madness that makes me uncertain
December 26, 2025 at 7:01 PM
sometimes i have a moment of lucidity clouded by haze of my own mind fighting itself and i can breathe. im trapped in my own smoke when the window opens for the breeze to allow a gentle reprieve before i am again shrouded by a gentle curtain of madness that makes me uncertain
my dress is made of flesh that grows through my skin the layer grade is elite sanctioned it dwindles down in quality
August 10, 2025 at 6:02 AM
my dress is made of flesh that grows through my skin the layer grade is elite sanctioned it dwindles down in quality
